And the streak continues. I don't know why or how, but I don't know that I care. Mom had another great day. For the first time since her diagnosis, when I asked how she was, she said, "Good!" She ate very well today and as I hung up the phone, she was gearing up to have dinner sitting on the side of the bed.
Today was another beautiful, sunny day in Seattle and Mom spent about a half an hour in the sunshine. But instead of her regular spot in the courtyard behind her room, she went upstairs to practice getting in and out of the car! The wheelchair fit perfectly in the trunk and she practiced the transfer from the chair to the car a few times. Tomorrow is supposed to be another clear and sunny day and Mom's favorite bike ride is along Lake Washington, very close to the KGH. So, the hope is that tomorrow she can take a field trip. Not a bike ride, but at least maybe she can feel the breeze off the water, hear the ducks and smell all of the cherry blossoms in full bloom. It's a gorgeous spot.
To celebrate their anniversary, the amazing staff at KGH got Molly Moon ice cream and sparkling cider with wine glasses. Too cute. Mom also had a visit from the podiatrist, which was necessary and almost as good as a pedicure (okay, not really, but she's so sensitive to smells that nail polish is out of the question. We'll take what we can get).
I know that the chemo will kick in at some point and these glorious, happy days will take pause. But here's a toast to celebrating happy things, to momentum and to inertia. May these past few days build up a wall of resistance and may the fall be less steep and less intolerable. May we all keep chugging along, basking in the sun as long as it shines and hold these beautiful days close to our hearts, always.