I'm a bad bad person.

I know. It's been a while...Ok it's been nearly a month. And now, as if it's not bad enough that I waited forever to update, I'm going to be whining about the future instead of updating you on the past three weeks.
On Wednesday I'm going to go in for a CT scan. Now I know that I had the PET/CT a month after I finished chemo. But half a me feels like that was a given. I mean. After a month we hope nothing has happen. But now, it's been three months since that scan and four months since my last chemo. Something could have shown up by now. Don't give me those looks...I'm NOT being pessimistic. I'm being realistic. There IS a chance. I don't think it has happened, but that doesn't stop the fear now does it?
I really don't want to think about. I'm wicked nervous and would prefer to just get it overwith, but talking/writing about it doesn't seem to be helping. Anyway, I'm just asking for some support is all. And to keep the masses happy, I'll let you know about the past couple of weeks.

Classes have been going well, nothing much to report there. They are interesting and I definately think that they will be helpful, but I am finding that I am having some trouble handling the chemo brain. (It's OK. Laugh. I have trouble saying it without snickering) It isn't as if the classes are difficult, it's the whole short term memory loss thing. Trying reading an article or a chapter in a text and then trying to have a discussion about it later but you can't remember any of it. That's an exageration, but it makes it difficult to contribute.

As far as my weekends, on the 16th and 17th I went with the church Youth Group on a camping trip in Fahnestock. It was actually pretty fun. I got to meet a lot of the kids I would be working with this coming year and I led one of the hikes around Pelton Pond. The kids were also great. The younger kids got their first taste of youth group discussions and were able to look to the older kids as role models. I think that this is going to be a good bunch of kids.
The next weekend (23 and 24) was mom's B'day weekend. On Saturday, which was mom's b'day I had everyone over to the house for a birthday breakfast...yes me. I got up early (stop laughing) and made homemade waffles (knock that off). Drew and Erica were in for the morning and I put them to work on setting the table and cooking bacon. Carol made a great egg dish and Kat brought over a ton of fresh fruit. (Don't roll your eyes. I may not have cooked it all but I organized. Which means it was all about me. ...And mom) On that Sunday we headed off to Jersey for a visit with Drew's family. (By "all" I mean...Carol, Zachary, Matthew, Marta, Steve, Mom, Dad and me. Erica and Drew were already there.) Half the group headed for shopping while the younger ones (Drew, Erica, Zachary, Matthew and myself) went to mini-golf. I lost miserably. (That's right, even the kids beat me. Now you have permission to laugh) I blamed my lack of concentration on chemo brain (Hey it's my new excuse.) Then everyone met back up at the house for dinner. Huge group, but we managed to seat everyone. It was a really nice day.

This past weekend I went to Julie's wedding. For those who haven't been paying attention, Julie is my best friend from college. She and Brendan got married on Saturday. The ceremony was short, but very, very sweet. It was outside at a country club in Rehoboth MA. I dragged Zach Arnold along with me as driver and small talk maker. (I'm not so good with the small talk, but when Zach puts his mind to it he can be quite charming) While there, I met up with another friend that I went to school with. It was really a nice evening until I got a headache. (No. I didn't drink to much) Even with the headache it was a great night. On Sunday Zach and I came back and the rest of the day was finishing up some work for my classes.
So ...there you are. All caught up. Hope you all remember the postive thoughts for me on Wednesday. Later - Elizabeth