*an exaggerated sense of happiness and well-being. It is also one of the final stages before death, when you aren't eating and on heavy drugs for extended periods of time. Mom entered this stage yesterday and decided she wanted to have a party with friends and family bringing their favorite foods and treats. Very spur of the moment... 
She even ate a teeny amount of chicken divan and a dill pickle, she has really been craving the pickle. It was a fun time spent with laughter and a few tears, people coming and going, and Mom as the entertainment. She goes along talking normally and then drifts off or freezes mid sentence leaving you hanging, or asks strange questions. Once we were talking about the blessing on Sunday and she said, "Wait! Didn't you say they were going to tax you on Lila because she was born in a different county?" She is a funny lady, she stuck a ring in her bellybutton (or what is left of it after so many surgeries) and was talking about piercing her tumor.
Then she thought maybe a tattoo instead... something along the lines of "Cancer Sucks".
Yup, that's my mom... always the life of the party!
Christmas Boot Camp 2012
11 years ago
4 comments:
I know you know this, but your mom is awesome! I just adore her.
I'm glad I got to spend a few, too few in my opinion, moments at the party yesterday.
What a great memory.
That sounds like a fun way to make some memories and have a laugh or two despite the tears.
I loved the sign! It's so refreshing to celebrate the time left and all of the many changes and emotions that can come. Your mom truly is an example to us all!
Ah your sweet mom. What a good idea to plan a party.
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