What's wrong?

She's fine. It's a happy flail.

OK, good.

Today went well. For given values of well that include Hubby now having a port installed that has one end in the superior vena cava so that drugs can be dumped directly into his heart. He has a thingie stuck nearly in his heart! And I am notoriously squeamish about durable medical devices that breach the skin. Things are moving so damned quickly. This is both very worrying adn very reassuring--very competent people doing all they can to help my Hubby . . . with a high state of urgency . . .

There is more to his daughter than I though. The past was not touched on at all. I asked her about her college work and how the kids are doing and told some stories about her father. Hubby had warned her yesterday that I was not looking to fill any mom-shaped holes in her life, as she already has one (of what quality I have sworn never to discuss in her daughter's presence). But we can be two women worried about a guy important to us both and we can look for areas of friendship.

She's quite smart, though she has a faith in botanical oils and juices that disturbs me and Hubby--he politely asked her not to propose any more cures that Big Pharma didn't want him to know about--and she's being incredibly helpful in getting him to appointments up at the cancer center that I can't go with him to.

So not an interpersonally stressful day. We're still in prep and testing phase, we'll know next Thursday what the exact plans and schedule are. That's after the colonoscopy he has to have on Tuesday. After all that, the drugs begin, he loses his hair, and they stress his heart. The rollercoaster is almost to the top of the first big drop.

But we can be two women worried about a guy important to us both and we can look for areas of friendship.

That is really a good way to look at it. Sounds like you really made today work between you two.

Everything crossed for your Hubby.

Connie, I'm so very glad that things went better with his daughter than expected. That really takes a load off where I'm sending the ~ma.

So glad things went better than you had hoped with his daughter. My best to you all

But we can be two women worried about a guy important to us both and we can look for areas of friendship.

That's great. I'm glad her presence wasn't interpersonally stressful and I hope maybe you two can actually support each other through this in a way that helps you both.

may the ride to the top of that hill be as smooth as possible~ma

In unrelated, humorous to me news, i just told me younger cat that he has the softest empty ball sack i've ever petted. A little redundant, really, it's the only empty ball sack i've ever touched. Elder cat doesn't allow such shenanigans.

Connie, what they said. I'm glad it's working out better than you feared it would. sometimes people surprise us in a good way.

Erin, my gray cat confounded me when I met him because I thought he hadn't been neutered. Vet assured me that it was a sack with no balls in it. I thought that was very thoughtful of his previous people. Less traumatic, I guess.