I am off to radiation. I note my breast is turning pink. It is looking a bit sunburned, and so, it is, a bit burned by a man-made sun.
The horse experience will happen rain or shine. I met an "older" woman who has been through it. Tears came to her eyes, and she said she couldn't really talk about it, but it is an amazingly spiritual experience. I am very excited, and now, a hop into the shower, and off, once again, to radiation and Anna and her various helpers, and the computers and the machine. It seems the physicist is always there to care for the machines. He loves them, and I am getting more comfortable with mine, and I am sure one day I will come to view it as a friend. Maybe I will bring it some oil or something machines love, when it is my final visit. WD-40, perhaps. I'm not sure what a machine would like, other than a rest. Because of breakdowns, both machines worked quite late the night before. Ah, the sky is tinging pink. It looks like a lovely day, though I hear the prediction is rain. The "horse whisperer" has planned a way that we can work under cover. I'm glad he didn't cancel. I spoke with a Little League mother yesterday. They haven't even been able to have opening day, yet, because of the continuing rain.
May this day open for you, like a beautiful parasol, rain or shine.