Wednesday Afternoon w/Edit

EDIT: Robin called and told me I was supposed to be coming on Friday at 4 pm. The minute she said it, I knew she was right and I had the day written down incorrectly!

 Ooops!

Well, here it is a little after 1 pm on Wednesday and I thought I was supposed to be tutoring Robin. I was just over there at her apartment building and when I buzzed her number, no one answered to let me in so I left a message for her. It is possible that I got the time wrong {it changes every week depending what she has to do} so I expect she will call me when she gets in. It is no big thing for me to walk over there since it takes about three minutes even when I stroll!

However, it is too chilly to stroll today. It is 44 degrees but feels like 37 and there is a very nasty sneaky cold wind. I have put away my flannel-lined jeans which have served me well throughout the Vermont winter, and today  I could definitely feel that cold wind on my legs clad only in ordinary {albeit at least still size 14} jeans! I went for a walk this morning and I am glad I did not go up to the school’s walking track. It is a nice place to walk on a day when there is no wind but on a day like today I shiver at the thought of it.

The phone rang a few minutes ago and I snatched it up thinking it was Robin. It was actually my brother-in-law in England calling mostly to say he is taking good care of my sister. I am glad he is able to take over the cooking –they have a cleaner come in once a week– even though he has Parkinson’s. My sister goes to her oncologist on Wednesday and she will find out then her schedule of treatments. She doesn’t know yet what she will be taking but she knows she will be losing her hair so my BIL said they are going out later this week to get her a few pretty scarves. Although she has told me the national Health Service will provide her with a wig, at this point, she is pretty sure she will use scarves…

I am angry on her behalf because this is her second primary cancer. She had colon cancer a couple of years ago and had successful surgery for it. Unfortunately this lung cancer cannot, apparently, be removed by surgery.  Somehow one tends to think that when one had cancer one time, that is it. I know *I* thought that way. I had renal cancer in 1998 and, although I never actually said it aloud, I was pleased that the cancer I had was so easily curable by removal of the kidny. I felt —and I know this sounds silly–that it was very unfair that four years later I had a different cancer!  This time it was endometral cancer {cancer in the uterus} and, again, this one was treated by surgery plus radiation since it had spread, just microscopically, to the lymph nodes in my groin.

Well, on to more cheerful things. Even if I don’t hear from Robin, I am going to walk round there again to the library  which is right next to her building. I have two books to return and it will get me out of the house. If Robin does call, Fred can redirect her to call me at the library. 

Ooops! Change of plan–Fred just decided that he was off to the grocery store and the bank so I am staying here.

Until later..