...I was in Tucson saying goodbye to the man who had a huge part in making me who I am today. Andy's counts were up, so there was no concern there. But we were a couple days away from going back to the hospital for the second round of chemo.
So a year ago I was saying the goodbye that I had always dreaded more than any other, while putting my son through cancer treatment. And today my biggest problem was that I overslept and had to make Joey eat breakfast on his way to school instead of at school.
I call that progress.
I seem to recall a year ago making a post that I was emotionally numb. I still am. Maybe it's not a bad thing. Maybe it is. Who knows.