Gorman and I are trying to act like normal people. We had our supper club at our home last Friday night and had so much fun.
We are leaving for UAB in a few minutes. This will be a quick and easy visit; just blood tests and a physical, chat with the Research Nurse and then we should be headed back to Fairhope by noon tomorrow.
On Friday we are going to New Orleans for the weekend. Gorman’s old high school buddies have a reunion every few years in NO, planned around the Ole Miss-Tulane game. He’s looking forward to this.
Well, we are pressing ahead with arranging our Maine trip in October. I’ve made all the reservations. I tried to get trip insurance but guess what: cancer is a pre-existing condition and they won’t cover it so what the heck. We’re just making our plans.
Every day I pray and ask God to please give us at least a few more good years together. Sometimes I think I can almost hear God saying to me, “I gave you today. Are you going to waste it with fear and worry?” Then my outlook improves.
We realized a while back that both Gorman’s hearing and vision have gone down, affected by either the surgery or the radiation? Who knows. So he got new glasses, which didn’t help much. As a part of the clinical trial, he sees the UAB opthalmologist every other month. This doctor gave him a new prescription and he now has new glasses that are a huge improvement. This is just a little quality of life thing that has given him quite a lift. It’s nice to be able to see!