Whomever is in charge of school start times and buses in Hillsborough county is a sadistic twit. 5 bloody fifteen this morning and we’re wandering around in the dark like zombies picking the scabby sleep crusts off our eyes and mumbling something about lunch money. The cats are all like “wtf?” and Derry’s looking like he wants to stab someone.
Anyhow, he doesn’t and goes off to become beautiful and I flip on the light. O horror, horror, horror (said Macduff) and I. I hope that insect doesn’t see me (said Adam Ant) and I. Can you tell I’m sleep deprived – ha!
Ants, big ones, had invaded and were busy having a rave in the cat food bowl. There was a line of them, to-ing and fro-ing, from the pool door, in through the cat flap, across no-mans land and pillaging our fancy feast. Grayt. So whilst I’m being awesome and cooking Derry some lovely bacon and eggs (it probably wont happen again – it’ll be jello pudding cups by the end of the week Im sure), poor David is staggering around like an old drunk, lunging at poor defenseless mutant ants with bug spray and a spatula.
Aaaah, back to school for little Derry sophomore. The end of a wonderful, long summer of warcraft and paling skin.
Scott sleeps on. Homeschooling has many benefits.

Scott's labs were great. Anc 3300, wbc 5.3, plts 231, hgb 13.6, mono's 17!!!! Once I had that lab printout in front of me I could feel the stress gush out of me and hit the floor with a thud.

Clinic tomorrow (bloodwork, physical and pentadamine)and Im sweating buckets. Scott doesnt seem too worried and even bought new drawers for the occasion (Stewie Griffin with speech bubble: "so, do you like what you see??" LOL.
I didnt think I'd be too much of a wreck once treatment was complete but Im worse than ever. David even more of a basket-case than me!
I guess that with the safety net of chemo being pulled from under our feet panic has set in. Also, we're now in the danger zone as far as relapse is concerned.
We have had a few reasons to be concerned, his appetite has decreased, mystery bruises, and there was a little petechiae about ten days ago. Yet, Scott has also seemed quite well, his cheeks are nice and rosey and he's got more energy than he's had since before diagnosis. Also no body pain or headaches.
We'll just have to see what tomorrow brings.

Thirteen!

ENVY.

So jealous that this guy managed to get his camera in, even more jealous of the young lad who, after a request from Billie Joe asking who could play this song, had the most drop-dead, goosebumpishly INCREDIBLE experience with the band - and did remarkably well. Watch until the end, so damn cool.

Yes Billie my love, we did have the time of our lives.

Its gone 1am and I am still awake!!!! Pretty impressive huh? Just home from Green Day and apart from ...

1) I got frisked and had to give up my camera. Damn were they tight on cameras. Even worse than the nazis at Bruce Springsteen shows!

2) No close-up video on the jumbo-tron so could only leer at a very distant Billie-Joe. I am so bitter.

So yup, with the exception of the above, it was phenomenal. Great company in the TECO suite, and Im not just saying that, it really was a nice bunch, and true brilliance, as always, from Green Day. Will write more later. Here's a few pictures from my crappy phone ...