We (Bryan, Amy and myself...until I pooped out) planted Copra, Walla Walla and Red Grano onions.
All of my pepper seeds have germinated, and I have them in their little grow pots under lights. I put tomato seeds in damp coffee filters for pre-sprouting. I think I'll go for a few cabbages too.
Amy and Bryan brought over pinto beans and smoked bratwurst, and half a smoked turkey breast, so we're being well fed. Daughter Shannon has also volunteered to provide some meals and both daughters will help with heavier housework once a week.
I've already had 3 radiation treatments for the brain cancers, but will spend 6-8 hours tomorrow in the hospital for intravenous hydration before and after a scheduled CAT scan for detection of cancers in my other organs, then back in the evening for more radiation. The radiation zaps are scheduled daily all next week, plus a visit to the oncologist on Thursday re: chemo. We're lucky to have excellent cancer centers so near, and state of the art radiation equipment.
The steroids have helped with arm movement, but my right hand still doesn't work. I'm getting a bit better at typing one handed, and you should see how I can pair up socks using my left hand and my teeth! I managed to do two loads of laundry today, made the bed cleaned my bathroom and spent time with the family. John came yesterday and put a shower seat in my bathtub, so I can actually bathe again....whew! It was a lucky find at Lowe's. He'd gone looking for grab bars, but they just didn't work for me. I could get in the tub, but not back out! The shower seat gave me the stability to enter and exit the tub, and it was on clearance...marked down from $129 to $29!
I must say the love, prayers, well wishes and moral support you, my dear readers, my wonderful garden bloggers, my greatest friends....you give me the courage to not just crawl in a hole and give up. I'm determined to do what I can for as long as I can. It might be 3 months (they filled my RXs for 90 days, they must expect me to live that long!), or 3 years....only God knows. But I'm going out kicking and screaming and gardening. You can bet your tomatoes on that!
I love you all so much. Thank you for standing by us during this difficult time. I think Mr. Granny could use a few of those prayers. He's taking it pretty hard, but he's trying to stay strong.
I'm worn out from typing and correcting my typos....off to bed so I can be at the hospital by 7:45 tomorrow morning.