Tuesday, Wednesday

All is pretty well with our cowpoke! Yesterday, he had "metal mouth" where his whole mouth tasted like iron, but his mouth sores are gone. Today, he has stomach cramps, and great fatigue, but we're both grateful that's all it is!

Tomorrow, no chemo. Only some blood tests.

His classes were canceled for this afternoon, due to the big, ugly snowstorm we are having, so that's a huge bonus for me. I am always elated when his classes get called off, and I have him all to myself at home all day, being cozy together in big storms.

We mostly talk about comic subjects when we talk on days like this, and we do an abnormally large amount of laughing. We're currently reading different books by the same British comedy writer, and we have fun telling each other funny things that happen in the books.

Like, I was telling him that in my book, last night, I read, "The pen is mightier than the sword. As long as the sword is really, really small, and the pen is really, really sharp."

And he said his book had a similar joke in it (same author) where a guy with a pen is facing a guy with a sword in a battle, and the guy with the sword says to the guy with the pen, "Do you really want to test that aphorism?"

Why that seems so hilarious to us might be a good question.

Anyway, we are more and more grateful for days together, like this one. And for friends like you, who bother to read this and to care.