It was a good Festival, it was humid but at least we didn't have any rain outs. It did rain Saturday about 2am. It rained so hard that the water ran off the school's roof and damaged two tents. The one lady said she just needed to go home. She was from Brown County and it just wasn't worth it to drive back and get her other tent. It was her first time at the Festival and she was surprised of how nice it was. She made me promise I would send her an application for 2012.
Sunday I spent a couple hours packing everything back in totes for next year. I called Linda to make sure she had all the BBQ sauce washed off and she was packing things away too.
Saturday evening I had quite a few folks stopping me and wishing me well. My cousin Steve and I had a good visit. He lost his Daddy (Dale) to cancer a few years ago. I love Steve, him and I are awful close. We talked for a while and I couldn't hold back my tears as we talked. My good friend Wanda came over and she wanted me to know that she was keeping me in her prayers. I do ok when folks talk to me but when it's someone that I feel close to I get emotional. Wanda just hugged me and cried with me. Some folks had been through the treatments and are in remission. They just wanted me to know that they made it and I will too.
Wednesday will be here before I know it and I'm not ready. It's scares the hell out of me. I'm tearing up just writting this. I will have Thomas, Sarah and Sandra by my side but my heart aches for them having to set and watch. I had a friend tell me years ago it's not the cancer that kills you but the stuff they give you that kills you. But then on the other hand folks tell me that they have made improvement in the treatments and the side effects aren't as bad. But still it's powerful stuff to be putting into your body. It's the not knowing that scares you. How fast will by hair fall out, will I be sick all the time, will I be able to work in my flower beds and mow my grass. I just need to stay positive and fight like hell and hope that all these treatments go fast.
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