Need to Say

A very good woman, a woman who was very good to me and who has lived a very hard life with cancer for many years now, is dying. I just wanted to say that. I will think of her often and hope that her remaining hours are comfortable.

I had a second dose of Avonex on Friday. Still a 1/2 dose and still no problems. The double vision hasn't returned full time so far. I have a few moments here and there, but it seems to be going away.

I was supposed to have an interview at Driscoll Catholic in Addison on Friday, but the woman called while I was backing out of the driveway. She had a funeral to go to and apologized profusely, but I really was just backing out so I was fine with that. We've rescheduled for Wednesday at 10:00 a.m. I am really hoping that it works out because that would be a major load off my mind.

I have to go up and wash the kitchen floor because Michael's girlfriend, Bailey (I think that's how it's spelled) is coming over this evening. He was home this weekend and helped a lot with Mom's outside projects. He still didn't take down the damned Christmas tree, though. That really ticks me off. I mean ... it's fucking JUNE!!! Good thing, I guess, that the living room is not open to visitors and that no one can see the damned tree unless they actually go in there. But, it's still embarassing [NOTE: I AM NEVER SURE IF I'VE SPELLED THAT WORD CORRECTLY].

I had better return to my cleaning. I have to do the floor, clean the bathr0om, and run 3 more loads of laundry. Oh, and I really should run to the laundromat in Sugar Grove to wash Mom's and my comforters.