And so…

It’s been 11 days since the last treatment now.  I’m still trying to process what do do next.  Appreciate. Yes.  We need to get back to the not-so-real world.  The world of doctor appointments and treatments is TOO real. (We’ll always have a toe in that world…)

Everything Bob related, with the exception of the daily stuff,  was put on hold… for good reason.  But, I had some plans… it’s what you do in January, right?

So… trying to get back I wonder… Do I really want to go forward with anything I planned?  Seems, I don’t know… not silly, not ridiculous (those would be GOOD things anyway).  It’s cliche to say I’m different now… but it’s true.

It feels like there’s more at stake now.  Does that make it better or worse?