Tomorrow is going to suck. Casey has really declined in the past few days. Even with the prednisone, her tumors have come back with a vengeance. She is having difficulty moving around and breathing. So, even though she is still eating, she is extremely uncomfortable. Her abdomen is severely distended. It's just time. She has actually lived much longer than we expected post diagnosis. Bob is going to take her in tomorrow morning. I'm hoping to get the kids to school so that they can have a somewhat normal day. Breakfast at Peet's will certainly be in order.
Today we hoofed it around The Mall. Again. I am 1 part too excited about the weather to go underground to take the Metro and 2 parts too phobic to ride the Metro as the Grown Up In Charge. The last time I was in DC, I was a whopping 17 years old and being led around by the Close Up Foundation . The biggest responsibility I had was deciding what color I wanted them to make my hair at Commander Salamander . So, we walked. And, truly we're just a few block from the Capitol. However, if you've been to DC, you know that the Capitol and, say, the Washington Monument are a smidgen apart from one another...like a mile-long smidgen. And, if you know me then you know that I am the world's number one couch potato. In fact, there are many times I don't even go all the way to the couch as it's just too far from my oh-so-comfy bed. God bless Tempur - pedic . There's a point in here. I swear. I'll get to it eventually. First, I must also explain that we had plans to meet...
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