We finished the pack out this week and watched as our things pulled away in wooden crates down the quiet streets of Franklin, our suburb in Canberra. For the first time Walt helped pick out what would go in his suitcase, the air freight and on the ship. He was a trooper and although my patience was tested more than once I do think his being part of the action has made it easier on him that we are doing this again so soon.
...up and downs. This pretty much describes our last few weeks. Three weeks ago, I made the long, and this time, stressful trip back to San Francisco for my regular two-month MRI and appointment with my neuro-oncologist Casey made the trip down from Idaho to see me and go to the appointment with me since Steph remained in Canberra with Walt. The news was good - stable, no new growth perhaps a slight improvement. I was so exhausted from the trip and stress, it was hard to enjoy much about being home.
