Psalm 63:6-8
When I remember You on my bed,
I meditate on You in the night watches,
For You have been my help,
And in the shadow of Your wings
I sing for joy.
My soul clings to You;
Your right hand upholds me.
Caleb learning about being in a swimming pool
Well last night Riley had me take half an Ativan and it did the trick. I slept pretty well, and it's a sunny day, and things look a lot better. I Started out by washing my hair, because I don't have much longer with it, and I wanted it to look its best. Then I dashed out for a 10:00 appointment with a woman at a wellness clinic that was recommended by my oncology place. I had thought I was late, but when I got into the car I realized I had 20 minutes, so I zipped on down to a drive-through Starbucks for a tall zen ice tea. Amazingly I got to the place I was going to just about on time. Then the person I was to see was busy and I had to sit and wait and I didn't even have my bag of things to do. They had nothing but old dreary magazines, and the people in the waiting area were VERY weird and they smelled. Then to make things worse There was this huge tapestry thing on the wall with what looked to me like faces of the dead hung all over it. I was so weirded-out that I almost got up and left. I don't even know why I didn't.
Caleb's really enjoying himself, and so is his Dad.
But eventually the person I was to meet came to fetch me. She was actually very nice, and another very nice woman joined us in a very nice room with no disgusting art on the wall. We had a really nice time chatting for well over an hour. I really enjoyed the two women, who had both had breast cancer. They recommended many things for me, but perhaps what interested me were acupuncture and yoga for breathing correctly. Towards the end of the time Riley called, and then my brother David called, which was quite a surprise. He was in town and wanted to stop by. I told him that I would be home shortly. Then soon after I left. On the way home I called Riley and asked him to join us.
My brother David and his wife Lauren and daughter Sophie.
Lauren was going through chemo at the time.
David arrived at home shortly after I did, and we chatted in the kitchen while we waited for Riley. It was decided that we would go out for lunch, and I chose Pho Van. I knew that Riley would eventually be keen to get back to work, so I suggested to David that I go in his car. Riley was in the basement so I called down to tell him that we'd meet him a Pho Van. I was a little worried that he didn't hear, but soon after David and I arrived at the restaurant I called Riley and he said he was just getting out of his car. We had a very nice time together, the three of us. Riley did leave before us, and then David drove me back home.
Christian at bat, age 9
Soon afterwards I called Christian to see if he was ready to go to the batting cage, as I promised las week to take him on Tuesday. He was quite ready. I was almost completely out of gas and I figured at a place like a batting range might take only cash, so we stopped at QFC, where I got a box of organic cereal, a bag of organic grapes, and a coke for Christian. I took Christian and I a long time to find the cool case with the sodas in it. Something I'd never given any thought to before. Then I went to the gas station across the street and got $5 worth of gas, as I knew I'd be going to Costco after the batting cage. I didn't get too lost on the way to the place, which was called Batting a Thousand. I only had to call Riley once for directions.
Christian in the doug-out, age 9
The place sold tokens at $2 per 20 balls. I started out by getting two tokens at Christian's request. There were four cages. He picked out a batting helmet (which he was to happy about having to wear) and a bat and got into a cage. I sat at a table near by in an arcade area. It wasn't long before he'd hit his 40 balls, and came out to ask for another 2 tokens. As I sat there I noticed that there was a small boy, maybe 8 years old who was there with his grandfather. The boy most noticeably hated being there and his grandfather was badgering him rather mercilessly. That was rather sad to see. Christian eventually hit 100 balls, and then I said it was time to go.
Christian watching after his sister
and showing her how to catch snow flakes on the tongue
I had told Christian that we'd be going to Costco afterwards, which he wasn't too happy about, but I explained to him that I would be needing his help, and he seemed to understand. I managed to find my way from the batting cages place to Costco with out a single problem. This was good, as I tend to be suburbia-dysfunctional. I got gas as soon as we got to Costco, and then we went right for the things I needed and headed for the check-out. Christian loaded the things in the car for me and we headed back home. I told him that I need him to take the things in for me.
When we were putting the things away in the basement he spotted some swedish marshmallow cookies left over from Christmas and asked if he could have them. So we went up stairs and he went to the back room to watch TV, eat cookies, and drink milk. As it turned out he stayed until 6:30, which was nice. I knew that Riley wouldn't be home until about 7.After taking Christian home I decided that what I wanted for dinner was my left-overs from lunch. Then when Riley got home he decided that what he'd have for dinner was his uneaten lunch. So it all worked out very nicely. Then we watch Jeopardy and then the baseball game. The game did not go well for the Mariners, and by the time Riley decided to go to bed the score was 9 to 2 in favor of San Diego. But I was sitting in the living room talking with Corey, and then eventually the two of us were watching the game, which got very exciting. The Mariners did lose, but the score was 9 to 7, and the end of the game was indeed fun to watch. Riley had already given me a half an Ativan and it was starting to get me quite relaxed and I headed up to bed, where it didn't take me long to fall asleep. All in all it was a very nice day, and I didn't spend hardly any time fretting about things. I do much better when I have people to talk with.
Psalm 100
Shout joyfully to the LORD, all the earth.
Serve the LORD with gladness;
Come before Him with joyful singing.
Know that the LORD Himself is God;
It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves;
We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter His gates with thanksgiving
And His courts with praise
Give thanks to Him, bless His name.
For the LORD is good;
His lovingkindness is everlasting
And His faithfulness to all generations.
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