Happy Thanksgiving

A week and a day later, M is done with chemo. She had a visitor yesterday, and a few of us are going up on Friday to bring her a homemade turkey dinner. She is really not happy that one of the nurses is going to bring in lasagna tomorrow for Thanksgiving. She is afraid she isn't going to like it and will have to throw it out in her garbage and the nurse will see it. She is so funny! If you've had M's cooking, you know that it is INCREDIBLE and she gets nervous when other people cook her something. It's usually not up to par. I bet she is shaking in her boots knowing that she can't oversee the Thanksgiving shenanigans we are pulling without her. 

She gets varying news updates: they aren't going to do a bone marrow biopsy this time; they are going to do it Friday; it is going to be done in another week, etc. I will post when I have a solid idea of what is actually going on. 

Just know, she makes it clear EVERY DAY that she will be leaving before Christmas. 

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So, what to be thankful for? That she is still here. That she is relatively otherwise healthy. That my father's bladder cancer is in remission. That we have roofs over all of our heads. Even the ones who lost their roofs. We have family to spend Thanksgiving with. That we have enough money to buy all the things we need to make it a successful holiday. 

I think that's just enough. What else do you need? 

Happy Thanksgiving, my friends. Keep your family close to your hearts. 

A little quote from the other side of the pond, in honor of all of my British relatives that endure Thanksgiving with us, anyway: 

“Here in Britain, of course, it's Thank Fuck We Got Those Weird Jesus Bastards On The Boat Day” 

― Warren Ellis