Just another day

Sometimes we are in a rush to tell a story or share an opinion, but most of the time, nothing special is going on. Really, these are the days we should be most grateful for. Even if we think we need news and excitement every 5 minutes.
Yes, Monday was my 4th big chemo - the half-way point of this section. Slowly, the reality of surgery begins to dawn, but I'm avoiding thinking about that for now. Everything in it's time and place. I'm lucky: I feel pretty good on the whole. Today, as expected had it's weak moments with me actually bursting into tears because I couldn't open the food processor.  A good cry is so comforting. I love it. Got over it pretty fast, especially after a brief nap, which left me feeling a great deal sturdier. I think those pills (Zofran) are making me very shaky. I'm taking less of them than usual and it seems to help. In fact, no big surprise - less meds is better in lots of cases: I had half the Benadryl and no Atavan on Monday and felt way better than last time. Just before I bore you to oblivion, I will mention that my liver functions are 'up' and that is a cause to be happy too (for anyone who read last Friday).
Biggest and most important news: all 4 children will be home tonight. Adam is already here and has been shloffing with JH on Reuven's bed. I took a great 'photo and will add it later. Avital and Reuven are caught in  major traffic conjestion on the I95 en route from the airport. And, much, much later, I hope that Guy and Lee will come in from North and Central Florida, respectively. Guy from UF and Lee from the Florida Science Fair finals. Maybe, by this time tomorrow, I'll be ready to ship the whole bunch off, but I can't wait to see them all at once.
We are not having a huge seder tomorrow night, but we are having a seder. I promised - and I have already made the gefilte fish and the chopped liver (the latter with the food processor that wouldn't open). Tomorrow, some more easy cooking and setting up the tables. Taking it quite easy. I'm looking forward to chomping on the matza, even if it's hugely constipating.

As they say: it never rains, but it pours: our microwave, always faulty, will be yet another eon before getting fixed. The freezer door isn't closing properly, so we have a heavy collection of ice covering everything inside - impossible to recognise a bag of peas from a frozen burrito. May these be our greatest problems in life.!!