It is October 3rd and, as many of you know, I had a PET
scan and an MRI this morning to get more information ab out a very surprising
and upsetting diagnosis of lung cancer. I have set up this page for those in my
most immediate circle of relatives--Van Vorsts, Greenes, Grays, and Carl and Connie Brorson--we've weathered a lot together. I am so very fortunate to have many of you who have expressed their good wishes and interest in what’s
happening. I will use this page to do that. I won’t dwell on details and I
know this sort of page isn’t for everyone. If you don’t want to know, don’t
tune in and I will still honor and love the bond between us. Everyone, no
matter the age, actually has only one day at a time. When the sun rises and you
see it, it is a great gift. As one enters their 80s, the body sends signals
that remind you, once in a while, that there are less “tomorrows” than you have
had of “yesterdays!” When one receives a diagnosis as I have, it is still one
day at a time and I want to make each one of those days a blessing for Ralph
and me and to share those blessings with you, dear invitee. What I ask of you is to
occasionally drop me a line through this group, or through Messenger or email.
I AM NOT DISCUSSING THIS ON MY FACEBOOK PAGE. If you think of a funny family story or a quickie “hello,” let me know it. I am still feeling well—fatigued, no voice (which is, by the way, a result of the cancer), and I do the Cleese “silly walk” occasionally (I’m not that good, actually. He was in town recently and that is what made me think of it). I am still walking on air because four of my grandchildren and two of their spouses brought two of the GREATS, Hanson and Carter, to visit and we were able, en mass, to meet Luna, Jeromi, Betsy, Ry, and Katie’s 10-week old white Labrador—who is, I am positive, going to be as loveable as Jennifer’s sweet Lab, Cricket. Sarah, Ralph’s daughter, and my brother, Jim, were both here as well. I could hardly concentrate on the testing this morning or think about the diagnosis because my heart was full of the weekend!!. I also got an up-to-date photo of Daniel Wayne Terhune III-DW3 or “Three Sticks” as he is known at our house. So—keep it light and I will, too—I’ll give you the lowdown and you keep me in your thoughts and send me a “hello” once in a while!
I AM NOT DISCUSSING THIS ON MY FACEBOOK PAGE. If you think of a funny family story or a quickie “hello,” let me know it. I am still feeling well—fatigued, no voice (which is, by the way, a result of the cancer), and I do the Cleese “silly walk” occasionally (I’m not that good, actually. He was in town recently and that is what made me think of it). I am still walking on air because four of my grandchildren and two of their spouses brought two of the GREATS, Hanson and Carter, to visit and we were able, en mass, to meet Luna, Jeromi, Betsy, Ry, and Katie’s 10-week old white Labrador—who is, I am positive, going to be as loveable as Jennifer’s sweet Lab, Cricket. Sarah, Ralph’s daughter, and my brother, Jim, were both here as well. I could hardly concentrate on the testing this morning or think about the diagnosis because my heart was full of the weekend!!. I also got an up-to-date photo of Daniel Wayne Terhune III-DW3 or “Three Sticks” as he is known at our house. So—keep it light and I will, too—I’ll give you the lowdown and you keep me in your thoughts and send me a “hello” once in a while!
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