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A long, long life with friends and passions is something to celebrate, too. I'm just listening to a special reprise of "This is My Music" on Radio 2 curated by Howard Cable, who died this week at age 96 (from just 2012, when he was 92). I'm sure there will be a celebratory element for you as well, Mendalla, remembering good times and revisiting happy memories with common friends.
 
so yesterday my youngest moved into his apartment. His housing worker arranged the move and came with a pickup truck and 2 guys to help. He still seems to need lots of support. He arrived back home at 6pm to find his wallet. It was in his coat he left behind as it was warm out. I was headed to Superstore so he tagged along and he stocked up on the essentials like dish soap and toilet paper. It is a learning curve for him but I do think all will be well.
 
Going to my friend's hockey game tonight. Her birthday is today. 60 years old and still playing hockey! Living the dream. (Meanwhile I played 15 minutes of floor hockey against Grade 6 students, and it took 2 trips to the chiropractor before I could make my muscles work properly again!)
 
What a messy, crazy and now sad day.
My son, who was supposed to be flying in early today, had his flight delayed over & over again until it was finally cancelled after 12 hrs. Ridiculous given that other airlines were moving their flight in/out despite the weather. One never knows what the real issue is in those situations. a delay, followed by another, cascades where planes are supposed to be. Anyhow, due to delay he will miss an appointment he was coming home for...so trip is cancelled. Spent much of the day hanging out in the house, and doing minor errands for him that he had expected to do locally when he arrived. I didn't mind, but, felt bad for him. frustrating to hang out in a small airport for that long.

Then, late this afternoon, I heard sad news about a friend.
She had visited me while I was having treatments in the fall. She had lung issues, but, was getting around. She died this afternoon due to complications. She will be missed by her family and community.
 
An old friend from my previous church. We used to get together (UCW, teaching Sunday School, taking courses, morning walks after the kids were dropped off at school) - but then we drifted apart, only to enjoy a chat when we ran into each other at the mall or a church event. Yesterday she and her husband were watching TV when she glanced over to see him slip from his chair, dead. No autopsy results yet. They were a few years younger than me - enjoying retirement and grandkids.
It seems every second week I'm going to a funeral.
My younger sister is having a double masectomy on the 26th.
Seelerman's brother is in intensive care following bladder surgery (cancer)

I'm tired of people being sick - and dying.
 
Another death close but not too close. My best friend's father-in-law, who I did meet a few times back at the time my buddy got married, passed away. Not someone I knew well, but he was close to someone important to me so I still feel it. No word on arrangements yet but I may have to settle for condolences and a memorial gift in this case. The family lived in the east end of Toronto so its a bit of a jog unless I have other plans in the area. We shall see.
 
Maybe that counts for 'our' three for now. I have no deaths to recount, thank the lord, although the Hippie informs me that his Mom will be 87 in a few weeks, and the old guy is 86, so...

On a more cheerful note, I have booked a short trip to England this summer. My Dad's siblings are all gone, but Mom was the oldest and her sisters and brother are still alive, so I thought it time, as I consider retirement, and reduced funds, to book a trip home to see everyone. Cousin has got me on his canal boat for a week through Wales, which will be lovely.
 
Tabitha said:
a canal boat through Wales for a wekk does sound lovely
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Yes, indeed. Cousin is very talented. Has his own display company with large workshops, so he actually builds, then completely outfits, canal boats, as a hobby. It's boat #2 (NB Huckleberry) we're going cruising on, I believe.

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And Wales is my favourite part of the U.K. and early June, the rhododendrons should all still be in full bloom.
 
Sounds like a great trip, @BetteTheRed . Enjoy. I've got some Welsh blood on Dad's side but have not actually visited the country myself. The Welsh side has been in Canada for something like 6 generations now (counting Little M and his cousins as the current generation) so we have no real connection to the country beyond bearing a Welsh surname.
 
Years ago when my eldest went on a tour of Great Britain with his Grade 12 class, I got

a phone call about 5pm one afternoon. Long Distance from Newport ,Wales. My heart

stopped and my ears rang. But it was a nice elderly man who said he met my son

and some of his friends having supper in the pub where he was. He just

wanted to tell me that they were all fine, having fun, and not thinking of home. His

daughter lived in Canada and he had a soft spot for Canadians. I , now,

have a soft spot for the Welsh.
 
Today is a follow-up appointment with my oncologist. Scanxiety started to weave its way in a week or so ago,. By yesterday, food was my selfmedication. And reading good books. Although I know the odds are in my favour, they are just odds. Do those constant aches mean it is back? Is it just side effects. There is no logic. Anxiety just is.
 
Pinga said:
Today is a follow-up appointment with my oncologist. Scanxiety started to weave its way in a week or so ago,. By yesterday, food was my selfmedication. And reading good books. Although I know the odds are in my favour, they are just odds. Do those constant aches mean it is back? Is it just side effects. There is no logic. Anxiety just is.
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Just naming it as anxiety is sometimes all we can do. I hope the appointment goes well, Pinga.
 
Crazyheart, Pinga, all those out there who have battled cancer (including Seelergirl) - does the fear ever go away? Every followup appointment, every unexplained bump (is it a pimple, a cist, or ... ), every 'not feeling good'? - I can't imagine.
Fifteen years ago, Seelerman's brother had radiation for prostrate. Last month he had his bladder removed - cancer. The plan then was to give him some time to regain his strength and start chemo. But he is not regaining his strength - he is fading. Yesterday Seelerman admitted to me what I've suspected for some time, 'I think Harold is dying.' Today we visit again - will we find an uneaten breakfast tray and a skeleton of a man who only wants to sleeep? And my heart aches for Seelerman.
 
Seeler, I am fairly new on this journey. @crazyheart would know better.
I wonder, though, if it is the same worry that hits people who have depression or are bipolar. Is this the beginning of a new dip or high, or is it just a normal shift.

Hugs to Seelerman and to you as you support him.
 
I thought it was just me. My 5 year cancer free is coming up in October but I get anxious

before each mammogram, bump

and ache or pain. I think it is normal ,Pinga. I think we all react differently.

I hate the feeling of being a hypochondriac

Seeler, seelerman appreciates your support and comfort , I know.
 
Diseases that can recur are particularly difficult to cope with, I think. Though chronic degenerative ones are also challenging -MS, Parkinson's, emphysema and the like. I admire all those who cope with these difficulties and the repeated testing for improvements (or not).

Of course people get to feeling anxious -that is part of being human! As such it is 'right' to feel that way.

I wish everyone loving support, safe shoulders to lean on, and good health into old age.
 
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