The early morning rain woke me up. The rain gauge contains .2 inch. Not much, but enough to soak the grass seed in the front lawn near Judy's newly modified flower garden. Ginger, the ginger cat, has transformed since the disappearance last summer of her sibling, and craves constant attention as soon as we are awake. This past week has been an emotional challenge. Good news from tests did not prevent blue days. Don't know why. Cancer literature notes that emotional downturns are typical. The physical challenges of cancer treatment are sufficient without the addition of blue days. Healing is a slow process. Slower than I prefer.
Radiation treatments begin tomorrow. Judy has re-marked the registration guide marks on my body several times. Physical reminders of the process for the next three weeks. My strength has not returned. I am impatient. But I am closer to the end of cancer treatment than to the beginning. Just a few more weeks.