Tuesday, July 18, 2023

Had a warm friendly meeting with the palliative care doctor in the afternoon. No news to report.  Most important to me is he listens to what I have to say.  There is no new information or plans.  I feel heard. I still don’t know if the treatment is working.

The family members are able to squeeze in tons of stuff into the garbage bin. I don’t want to watch.

I am reading a book recommended by the former teenager, IN THE DREAM HOUSE, a memoir by Carmen Maria Machado. Interesting.

We talk about what we each fear.  I fear the house burning down and being stranded in a broken car far away from home. The 20 year olds are afraid of becoming homeless and being hurt by guns.