I just needed to post this pic
Richard Armitage talks about his role in Spooks 7, from DVD extras. Source: RichardArmitageNet.com
Because I am also sort of shaking my head in astonishment. Huh??!?
Lots of weird conversations today. About work. My future.
And this just in — my mom’s CA-125 levels have fallen … fallen so far they weren’t anticipating it. Fallen so far it’s not entirely credible. Fallen so far they are going to retest just to confirm the result. It’s not the whole story, but it’s good news. Chemo will continue, but the doc is optimistic. No evil eye.
My MOM is optimistic. I haven’t had a conversation like this with her since … May?
I’d been turning this question over in my mind: If you knew the last time you would ever be happy about something, and could have advance notice about how the happiness would be suddenly yanked away as a result of which you would never be happy about that particular thing again, would you want to be warned about it being the last time so you could savor it? Or would that knowledge ruin it?
I kept wondering if we would ever have a conversation again in which she was happy and relaxed and optimistic and just … herself. Ever. If that was just gone.
Even if the test was wrong. What a gift. To talk to my mother like that again. Thank you to everyone who has been praying for her and me (please continue). Thank you, G-d.