That tune has been playing in my head these last few weeks. But as Sabine and I enjoy the summertime, we know that we have some blood tests and visit to Dr Sheehan coming up this month.
I don't know if Sabine thinks like I do (I mean I don't think she has ever read this blog -- I guess she doesn't have to because she knows me so well after 30 years of living with me!). But, as I have shared with my caregiver support group at Gilda's House, I hear the clock. I hear it ticking in the background. After we get a clean "bill of health," and are walking out of Dr Sheehan's officer, I can barely hear it. But as the time arrives for the blood work and visit to check on how we are doing controlling this cancer, the "tick-tocking" is a loud background noise.
I appreciate the time our health care providers have given us. The stem-cell transplant seems to be a miracle in itself. And our home dialysis is time-together and satisfies my hidden desire to be a medical practitioner (perhaps in another life?).
Nevertheless, life is good. I am exceedingly thankful. And, in the meantime, let's keep dancin'!