back already!

The lady who led Mom to her radiotherapy treatment told us that Mom wouldn't be getting a new mask made. Sure enough, Mom popped back out of the treatment room almost as soon as she had gone in. I barely had time to read a few poems out of a Shel Silverstein collection (A Light in the Attic). Dr. Tonnesen also came out, and he barely had time to speak with Dad and me about Mom. He expressed pleasure at Mom's progress, noting that Mom's renewed interest in making herself up bodes well. (Actually, Mom has been self-conscious about her looks this entire time, even when her mind was foggier, but it's only been over the past week or so that she has actively tried to make herself up on a routine basis.)

Mom had no real complaints about the experience this time, so I imagine that there were no problems during the treatment.

And now we're home, finishing up a very late lunch. The back yard has been mowed, and I'll be spending the next little while planning lunch and dinner for Saturday. I understand that five guys from church will be coming over on Saturday at 9AM, and they plan to make the ramp in a single day, assuming there's no problem with the weather. I'm therefore planning to make lunch and a probable dinner for everyone.

And that's where things are at the moment. Mom's watching her Korean channel, I'm typing away, and Dad's running some errands.


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