I spoke with my brother yesterday,  who “seemingly” called out of the blue to see how I was doing. I think he is one of the people who feels uncomfortable talking about emotions and disease. There were several times in the conversation that bug me when I think about them. For instance, when we were talking about my prognosis, he told me about other people he knew who had cancer but they were not inspirational stories. He also indicated that I might not have as long as I thought I did. Those weren’t exact words, but that was the gist. As it turns out, when I spoke to my sister Judith, afterwards, she told me she had texted him with a suggestion that he call me to see how I’m doing. So, no brownie points for my brother.

I think everyone has sibling disappointment stories, so this episode does not particularly distress me, but I can’t help wishing it was different.

I am happy to report that so far today, the pain in my butt cheeks is not present.  So, for at least today, the only pain in my ass is my brother 🙂

I realized that I have massagers. I think that might be my saving grace for me, so they are being charged. 

Today was an exciting day because Hans and I got our marriage license. The lady at the  courthouse was amazing. She seems to really love her job. We had to fill aut an online application and they have a special computer which is decorated with hearts and goes directly into their database. The pens she gave us to sign with were decorated with hearts. No details seemed to be overlooked.  The Marriage license is good for 60 days which gives us more than enough time. When we got home, I found my journal chronicling the day that Hans and I first spoke (I picked his profile out and made the first contact on match.com) and our subsequent courtship.  I’m so glad that I wrote in such detail because the memories are fun to relive and we know that they’re accurate. I will be incorporating some of those memories into our ceremony.