And at home?

Tired. Strangely enough, after getting a full night's sleep. Feel a bit overwhelmed, and not just from the tasks stacking up, but...

Well-meaning individuals (this does NOT include anyone sending e-mails).

Any and all trips anywhere on post must now include extra time factored in for the inevitable, "How is she?" "What can we do?" "Need anything?" "Oh my God! She's the ONE???"

Between needing to continuously update (or "brief") the:
CO
1SG
Platoon Sergeant
FRG
Chaplain
Clinic Doc
Patient Liasion
(that's all on a daily basis)

There's also of course friends, family, newly discovered supporters, and of course, perfect strangers.

Levels of information include:
Full detail (usually available in blog format)
Short detail (She's better, she's worse, partly cloudy, etc.)
I don't know you from Adam (Oh, she's fine... we're just doing the best we can. Thanks for asking.)


It is interesting to be near the top of the base gossip food chain, and have no illicit activity to accompany it. No, my truck wasn't parked overnight at the wrong house. But, we ARE all the talk of the base. Just an interesting position to be in.

Still want to get Ellicia a T-shirt which reads: "Yes, I'm the one with the cancer." Think it'd be a hoot.

Smile!