Tuesday's Menu = Chemo, Thursday's Menu = Turkey

Greetings Loyal Readers,

Another live update from the site of Mom's chemo. Do you realize how lucky you are? I mean really, do you? Or to phrase it another way, do you know of anyone else who gets live chemotherapy updates? Of course not. You, dear readers, are enjoying unfettered access in ways that others can only dream about. But have you ever asked yourself why? Have you ever thought, "why oh why is YFC so good to me, why am I so blessed to be enlighted by Him?" Well my loyal flock, the reason is really quite simple, it's because YFC loves you. Actually love is too weak a word for what I feel - I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, two F's, yes I have to invent, of course I - I do, don't you think I do?

Well, the sentiment is genuine and yet it might look strangely familiar. For 8 FoMmie points, name the movie from which "luuurve, loave, luff" quote came from. For an additional 2 points (to make it an even 10, dontcha know), what was the name of the character who uttered the line.

Ok, so much for fun and games, loyal readers, it's time to get back to serious business...chemo business. Well, the Mom's numbers are in...her white blood cells registered 3.7 (range 3.5 - 10) so hi-ho, chemo is a go. The saline is a dripping away and soon, the gemzar will kick-in. Chemo has very much become a routine. It's no longer as scary as it seemed in the beginning, now it's just "if today is Tuesday, it must be a chemo day" (unless of course it's an off-week). Mom has really adapted well. She's come a long way from the early days when she didn't want her port. Now it's all pish-posh, bring on the next challenge...

In non-chemo related news, la familia attended Ethan's Bar Mitzvah on Saturday (Ethan = son of Nanci and Frank Leigner, grandson of Uncle Phil). The event had been the talk of the North Shore for months and it managed to live up to all the pre-event hype. It was quite the bash...all the cool 13 year olds were there. The party was a nice eSkape for Mom, she even bowled a 72 (or thereabouts)...not bad for a woman with a titanium hip!

And speaking of hip...cousin Nanci looked impossibly young as the mother of the Bar Mitzvah boy. She also said the sweetest thing to Your Faithful Correspondent...no, it had nothing to do with blogging, etc. Instead, she said those 3 little words that I've been longing to hear for oh so long "we'll adopt you." Now, to be clear, YFC loves his Mommy, but sometimes the extended family is a little wacky. The details of the transaction have yet to be finalized, essentially we're just going to rearrange some of the branches of the family tree (and perhaps prune a couple altogether) so that we can create a lovely topiary.

Well, Mom is just about to finish up here. The next update will undoubtedly cover Turkey Day festivities, including YFC's award-winning recipe for chestnut soup. Happy Thanksgiving to all....

Faithfully,
Corey

P.S.
The complete chemo quiz quote (chemo quiz quote, try saying that 3 times fast) "Love is too weak a word for what I feel - I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, two F's, yes I have to invent, of course I - I do, don't you think I do? " was said by the incomparable Woody Allen in the role of Alvy Singer in Annie Hall.