June 29, 2015

Monday

Spent most of the weekend by myself. Sharky left at about 5:30 Saturday morning and drove to his boss's house and then they rode together to a convention in Orlando (truck stayed, it couldn't have made the trip). They had a great time, lots of food and vendors and cars on display.

I went to the store on Sunday. Woohoo. Sharky came home right before 2 pm.

This morning was depressing as fuck. Sharky's appointment was last Thursday but he rescheduled it for this morning. He came home afterward, before going to work, to let me know that he was done with chemo but the tumor under his sternum hadn't shrunk. They gave him a referral to another branch of the cancer associates so he can get radiation. He's upset, and I understand. We were so hoping that all of this was over with.

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