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Saturday, September 25, 2004 3:03 PM CDT

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Well, everyone says hang in there, and I'm trying, but not doing a very good job.

Zach is happy not to have to have surgery. His pain is responding to the meds, but maybe a little too well, because he overdoes it and we all pay the price in a few hours. Like last night he went to the WaHi game. big mistake. He was in agony later on. He's frustrated, and I'm exhausted. He can't do anything on his own, including bathe, go to the bathroom, eat, brush his teeth, etc. I'm up with him several times a night for bathroom trips, pillow adjustments and meds. Reminds me of when he was a baby, but I'm quite a few years older and not tolerating it too well.

Dave is experiencing all the headaches and fatigue they said he might. He said, "I hate it when the doctors are right." He slept in until almost 1:00 pm today, and that's unheard of. He's so tired, and in a lot of pain and is going to ask the doc for some meds. If you know Dave, that says something. He HATES meds. Maybe he and Zach can share vicodin. They say the effects of gamma knife can be felt for even a year afterwards. Let's hope not at this level!

His MRI is September 30, not October 5. October 5 is when he meets with the doc and gets MRI results and arranges the new chemo.

Kenny is also not coping well. He's had a run-in with the custodian, the principal, his math teacher and got kicked out of football practice. He is very smart-mouthed right now and defiant. "So?" and "Whatever" are favorite phrases.

Not that I'm one to talk. I'm certainly not handling all this gracefully. I'm short-tempered, irritable, overly sensitive and easily offended. I go back and forth between yelling and crying and can't seem to find a balance. Please pray for me in this area specifically if you can.

Oh yeah, and we just found out that we can't wait until next summer to replace our roof. It has to be done now. Thank God for Bob and Judy. Today they also fixed the valve on our hot water heater. We thought our washer was leaking, but it was the hot water heater. Whew, the valve was better than having to get a new washer.

Didn't I already say "uncle?"

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