Pearl Harbor, Chemotherapy and Snow

Remember Pearl Harbor? I do. I was ten-years-old. My
brother and I had been invited by our neighbors, the
Woodmans to go with them to the Museum of Natural History.
We had just arrived at the Museum, the radio was on and
suddenly the sports cast was interrupted by the announcement
that the Japanese had bombed Pearl Harbor and destroyed most
of the Navy that had been stationed there. We listened
until the announcement was over; Woody turned off the radio
and we all sat there in stunned silence. Of course the war
in Europe had been going on for some time; Lend lease was
working; young men had entered the military voluntarily and
also through the Draft. But this was different. We had
been attacked. I don't remember the rest of the day. I
assume we turned around and went home. None of felt like
going to the Museum.

Back to the present. Yesterday I spent the day with Susan at
Dr. Caskey's office. This was her first chemotherapy session.
I picked her up at 9 AM at the hospital where she had been
taken by her friend, Connie Witt. The procedure at the
hospital had gone well and the line had been inserted,
in her chest above the offending breast. This line will
be used for all further chemical therapies. The three
of us went for breakfast at the Sunrise Cafe,near
Dr. Caskey's office.

After breakfast Connie went home and Susan and I went to the
doctor's office and to the therapy room. The doctor was
leaving at noon to go to a Conference in Atlanta so the
office was very quiet. One woman was already there getting
therapy, but only one. Susan and I staked out our places, I
next to her. The chairs are very comfortable, fortunately.
Susan would be in hers for the next 5 hours! Initially, we
had quite a lecture from Jenny, one of the nurses, about the
therapy and about what Susan should be doing to take care of
herself over the next year while she was undergoing all
these therapies.

Finally, at about 4:30 PM the last dose dribbled out. We
were both tired. I took Susan home where she was met by
Kirsten, her daughter. I stayed only long enough to give
them each a hug and headed home.

Susan is phenomenal. Her attitude is very positive and
she never whines. She manages to find something good
about each situation. Very impressive lady.
The traffic was terrible, but I arrived home safely around
7 PM. I had called Robert a couple times during the day to
let him know what was going on. Our road in Salina had been
glare ice in the morning, but it had melted during the day.
The roads in town were clear.

At last we have had snow, wet snow and in sufficient
quantities to help with our water problems. The
attached pictures are evidence of the snow. It is still
snowing. We expect to get several more inches today and
more is promised for the weekend.


The fish pond taken this morning.









The path from fish pond to barn








The bird feeder in the front yard; the bird got away.






All of the above pictures are actually colored pictures,
not black and white...it is a dark and stormy day.