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I am not sure if they realize the significance of it, but the two orderlies that work in radiation are named Tom and Jerry. ~ And the really funny part? Tom has gray hair...I have to try really hard not to giggle imagining them dropping anvils, whacking with fly swatters and generally just trying to outsmart each other each day at work. I CAN'T be the only one who noticed that....
I am officially nauseous A LOT now. I got a new prescription, so hopefully that will help, but I really dread taking those stupid pills each time. That and even cut into smaller pieces, they always get stuck on the way down. Gotta talk to the doc about that on Monday.
After I was all done today, I was so excited to see my boys pull over to pick me up! If I hadn't been so sick to my tummy, I would have just done a little jig. The ride home was funny in a sick sort of way. The little ones kept asking the classic question " Are we THERE yet?!" , we had to break up several squabbles over ridiculously unimportant things, we had to get them to lower the volume a few decibels...and I loved it. We stopped at "the spaghetti factory " on the way home where Ben declared in no uncertain terms he was saving his meal for Carly... He is such a sweetie. She chose not to come - probably because she has been that car ONE too many times on trips with her brothers to know better than to step into THAT lions den. I think Cary was wishing he could have stayed home too...
On the way to come get me, Jonah was enjoying a blue push pop when he started INSISTING he was car sick. Cary quickly pulled over, but not before Jonah lost a little bit of his lunch in a plastic bag. - hey at least it was in a bag !- Jonah kept saying "I SO sick..." . Cary took a long time trying to get that under control, bless his heart, and knew it was safe to go when Jonah said brightly out of the blue " Look Dad, my tongue is blue!".
I just love my boys.
This sign reminded me of them somehow...