ON BEYOND XANTHIPPE

So I,ve learned a new word... Xanthippe!  Check out this gal... me minus the rollers!!!  Me during  the last weeks of radiation!  ( Can't seem to turn off the underline - sorry!!!)  It really has been a strange and not so comfy adventure - like weeks on a tropical raft without shade...

But of course the treatment folks were grand - again I compliment them- to be so dang cheerful all day as you subject people to the rays...  takes a special kind of temperament.  Patients aged 6 to 90 parading through.   As noted in the past, I did meet many lovely folks - there is a definite connection as we await the rays.

But last week was the end of it - no more rushing home from work to the mask - no more bone deep fatigue, FREEDOM!!!  (You notice I've even given myself the fantasy red locks...

So Beth and I celebrated with an amazing weekend in New Hampshire at the Highlands Inn - an all gal spot on 100 acres of virgin (!) forest.    We were able to finally breathe free - share, laugh, cry, and absorb the wonder of the White Mountains.  And we did the Zip Line at Bretton Woods!  Nothing like flying down a mountain!   The sensation of flight if only for a few minutes, made me feel so alive - the exhilaration of the mountain air, the breath taking scenery, the fantasy of freedom from these recent adventures.  I am so fortunate that we could do this trip - and  move on to the days ahead.    So my word for the day is: DON'T WAIT!!!

 Of course, our next adventure might me camping out against Wall St. - that's another Zip!!  To be continued...