Cancer Bitch Rings the Bell

I did it! Finished my last session of radiation on Monday. The ritual at Hopkins is that once you finish, you are entitled to ring the iron bell, so I smacked the bejeesus out of it!

Will check in with my doctor in about 3 weeks and see if any progress has been made. The next step might be surgery. (fingers are crossed) I also finished the PurpleStride DC 5k Walkathon and raised almost $1500! Thanks to Kathy, Gail and others who turned out for team "Boxtops"

It was not without a price. Steve and I were both limping when it was over. We went to breakfast at Eastern Market, then headed to the car - where he took a header over a cobblestone and hit his head on a street lamp. It was frightening because there was a LOT of blood. But the patrons of a nearby restaurant sprung into action - bringing towels, ice, calling 911. It was heartening. Also, once we got Steve to George Washington University Hospital, they sewed him up (18 stitches) and gave him 2 CT scans.

The EMT's who brought him there Saturday afternoon, stopped by his room Saturday night to see how he was doing.  Gail (human pit bull) went with me to GW and refused to leave.  She finally left that night, and came back Sunday afternoon to help me check him out.  I supposed now we have to buy her living room furniture - doesn't seem dinner will do it.

He had to stay overnight and his Fathers Day wasn't quite what he had in mind. The kids have promised to throw him a "Daddy Do-over Day" in July. So, now he's at home, looking purple, but he's fine. And he starts Graduate School classes next Monday. In a neck brace.

And I, loving wife that I am, will board a plane to Pensacola Tuesday. Then its on to New Orleans for the National Association of Black Journalists Convention. There WILL be martinis.