Grass

Last night I peeked outside from in to watch Wyatt on the blanket on the lawn. Whenever he saw me he began to whine so I decided to hide a bit and see what he did. I am so glad I did. Wyatt wiggled his toes in the grass and watched his little toes as they felt the cool blades of grass softly tickling and rubbing his feet. As I watched I thought, I will never forget this moment in my life. I won't.

Blood Clot

Liz developed a blood clot which overshoawdoed the joy in the fact that her last chemo was last Wednesday. Also, it was the end of her trip to Italy with Jen and Jane. Personally I was relieved that she wasn't going on that trip because it made me very worried for her to be so far away right after chemo and delaying her radiation, and her lymphadema, well it all made me nervous.
This whole thing preoccupies my mind just about all the time except sometimes when I am with Wyatt. It's like this ever present thought and instead of it being something that I think of when I am distracted, it's something I always think of unless I am distracted. If that makes sense.
I can only find cold comfort in her prognosis listed in statistics and various percentages all over the web. I know I shouldn't think like that at all, but I am so worried for my friend. I am worried for me too to tell the truth. Liz is my sister, she's my best friend, she's the on I call with big news like others call their mother or spouse, I have Liz.