Just had a nice cup of coffee, and a not so wonderful bowl of cereal. Food really does not taste very good anymore. But, I still do love sweets. Cathy surprised me yesterday with a heavenly box of sweet cakes from Charlie' Bakery. It definitely is a must try if you are in Orlando. I can absolutely recommend the red velvet cake and carrot cakes.
The weather is wet and rainy here. We are already experiencing effects of Hurricaine
Hannah. My summer of radiation has turned into a mother of a storm season. I hope my daily walk is not curtailed. The Orlando area abounds with lakes. It is really quite lovely. Anyway we have been walking around Lake Davis, which we now call Lake Ellen. It is surrounded by lovely homes and a paved sidewalk. This is the time when I loose myself in the beauty of nature, and try ernestly to forget about my diagnosis, or any other problem that might be plagueing me. Can anyone relate? I'm still waiting to wake up one day, and discover that my diagnosis is a mistake. That's when I have to remind myself that I can only live one day at a time.
Love to all of you, especially all our New Orleans friends.
Ellen
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Cathy and Ellen in Lafayette, Louisiana, November 2009.
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On Sunday, July 13, 2008 I went to the emergency room suffering from a debilitating migraine headache. A CAT scan revealed a brain mass that subsequently was diagnosed as a stage IV glioblastoma multiforme. My life and the lives of my family and close friends have forever changed since that evening. This blog is an attempt to deal with those changes and share the highs and lows of what it is like to deal with the path my life has taken. I cannot explain what has happened, sometimes things happen which defy explanations. This is one of those things.
2 comments:
walking in the rain is always an alternative. we are thinking of you always.
-marie
The natural world is my church, my refuge, and my muse. The high point of each day is my walk in the woods with our dogs. Sometimes I forget to notice the trees and the birds and the sky, but I know the woods still hold me dear. I'm so glad to read that you are finding resonance in a lake and a walk and a friend. I can't think of a better medicine (except for the red velvet cake).
Betsy
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