On the Edge

Okay. I am feeling well enough to sit and make a short blog entry. That says something! But, I have been "on the edge" all day, with short waves of nausea and being ready for the next anti-nausea drug when the clock rolls around.

We had a friend come help me today with the girls, allowing me to go to bed, allowing Mark to go to the office, and allowing the girls to be safe. Thanks so much! Another friend called for a another reason, offered her assistance, and she went and picked up a head form for my wig. What a help! I cannot imagine Mark accomplishing that with much comfort or finesse, smile. Finally, we had a friend bring a meal by, not to fail to mention the friend who brought something last evening. We are so blessed. Thank you to all of you! I don't say all of this to brag, but to reassure friends and family far away that we are well taken care of. (But I do feel really rich in writing all of it down.)

And, alas, I can now rake my hand through my hair and come out with a handful of hair. Mark's comment..."oooooh." Annaleigh's comment: "Neat!" At least I know it is time to see the hairdresser.

May God's favor rest on you today.