Haven't blog much this week. It was rough. But, today is the 2 year anniversary of being diagnosed with cancer. I got up this morning feeling pretty good and after a rough week, I was looking forward to going to the Wurstfest in Mt. Angel. I made it. My sister Kris and her husband Steve met us there. As soon as I walked in, I saw my cousin Molly, her boyfriend, brother and his wife. Her daughter showed up later. Molly has such a fun spirit and I love visiting with her. I built up my courage enough to ask her a couple questions about Curt, who passed away from the same cancer I am recovering from. I would love to ask her tons more about how he dealt with many of the same issues I deal with. But the setting wasn't right and I would love to sit one-on-one with her to ask the real personal stuff.
I didn't eat, although some of the sausages looked yummy. I did have a couple beers, which I hadn't had in a while. Don't know if that was the cause or just a continuation of my horrible week, but I barely made it to mom's house for a "session". I then made it home, but while taking care of the chickens, well lets just say, I am glad I had a diaper on. Had 2 more accidents since then so I am not sure how much fun I will be in Seaside the next few days. I will be taking my laptop and camera so I hope there is wi-fi. Seaside is one of the most touristy spots on the Oregon coast, but it is fun.
I am writing a post to publish tomorrow since I am not sure what time we are leaving. Have a great weekend.
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