We’ve got a creek we always wanted to dam up to make a small pond. That was 1981, don’t think we will get around to it. :)
Report on going to see Johnny:
He’s wearing a pair of sweatpants as they stretch in the waist. He’ll get some new pants soon to accommodate his now 130 pounds, the most he has ever weighed.
He gave me a cup of coffee - oops, coffee with Kahlua in it - very good.
We had a belated birthday party for him. His birthday was Oct. 13, but we were out of town and he couldn’t eat much that day due to preparing for medical tests the next day.
We took a carrot cake with real cream cheese icing, with Happy Birthday Johnny on it. Luckily, he said carrot cake was one of few he likes. We sang Happy Birthday to him.
He and Bob looked at a heater that doesn’t work and they found the problem. Both of them together dump on me ‘cause I’m a girl. Now, there was tiny writing on the stove and they needed to know that to get the model number/other numbers, and I was able to read that and they couldn’t so I beat them over the head verbally, telling them girls were important to have around.
He has more medical appointments/tests to determine how well he is doing with the cancers, to determine if more chemo will happen.
He was supposed to die last January or February, but he didn’t. He talked about how bad it was during those early months of chemo. He weighed about 100 lbs. when this started and the treatment people were concerned he was too thin to survive the chemo. I think he saved himself by counting every calorie that went into him. He kept a detailed list of every food he prepared and the calorie count of each one and stuffed as many calories as he could in that food.
He is miracle to be living.