Here's a quick run-down on what I learned the weekend:
-- The memory lapses appear to be have more to do with short-term memory than long-term memory. They're really not all that noticeable until you run into questions like about what kind of treatment she's going to be undergoing. (I had to correct her in about 5 telephone conversation in a row when she'd tell people she was having chemo. It's not (at least yet); it's radiation.) When she's finally heard a correction about five or six times, you can practically see the light bulb start to glow.
Radiation treatments start today, and go 5 days a week for three consecutive weeks.
They're radiating her entire brain.
She's off to shop for a wig on Wednesday. (My brother suggested hot pink ala Britney Spears. TPM was not amused.)
The doctors will discuss chemotherapy for attacking the lung tumors some time after radiation ends.
The car is coming from Florida. (Stubborn, stubborn little woman... but all the stuff she didn't bring via airplane is currently packed in the car. I can see her point... kind of.)
My cousin is flying in from Boston to spend some time with TPM and give Sainted SIL a break. That's great.
MMPC had a wonderful visit with TPM and I yesterday, and then we met up with CancunAnne and Pistol Pete for dinner. We are so blessed that our families have grown so close!
TMBCITW and TMPAE think I own the Magic Suitcase. Lance Burton couldn't have pulled nearly as many goodies out of thin air as I pulled out of the Magic Suitcase this weekend. (Bribery will get you everywhere.)
I can call Monaco on my cell phone. Cool.
My family is not the only one who could use some serious prayers. Please say a few for Teresa's family and for Oddybobo's.