Harmonic Convergence

Every type of cancer has a different treatment schedule. It is very unusual to have treatment every day as Tim does. The nurses tell us that some days are very slow with very few patients. Then there are days like today when all the treatment schedules come together as a sort of grand harmonic convergence. Labs take forever, pharmacy takes forever and there aren't enough treatment rooms to go around. Tim is in a double room with another patient and I have been relegated to the most uncomfortable chair. So I have sought refuge in the lounge of the Women's Hospital.

Whew. This is the second time that I have typed all that. I enjoy posting from my phone, but it has it's drawbacks. Two finger typing on a touch screen is not the fastest way to type anything of any length. I also ran afoul of another "feature" of my phone. If you hold down the backspace key, it deletes your entire message. I was trying to back up several letters to correct a mistake and accidentally held the key a little too long. However, as I have plenty of time on my hands at the moment, retyping has killed a good twenty minutes.

We're supposed to get another three inches of snow tonight. I actually had to shovel the roof this morning. From the ground with a roof rake, so don't go thinking that I was climbing around on the roof. Just wading through a foot of snow with a thirty foot long rake, which was bad enough.