I'm afraid I'm too tired to enjoy the kids growing up. I'll feel better in a few days, but today I feel like crap. Bought a great hat and found out I can have reconstruction on my breast. I feel full of joy tonight. Hard to say because I think I've become used to feeling weird.
Kids are great.
Ethan insisted on wearing his Batman pajamas, with a pair of Batman underpants over them and his high rubber boots. I had on my flea-market Audrey Hepburn hat and Henry was wearing his floppy hat. We must have been a sight. Will start radiation after a trip home to Cleveland for my 20th high school reunion. The night we found out Beth had cancer, she got drunk on martinis, numbing the terror.