Ethan loves to help me. It's like Pavlov's Theory. Ethan hears me open the dish washer and he comes running (crawling, to be more accurate) He is a fast crawler. Sort of like a cockroach. He empty's my silverware and tosses it on the ground. I have resorted to doing dishes when he is napping.
It has been awhile since I have given a cancer update. I wish I had more information to offer. My surgeries have been postponed until more tests have been completed in March. Apparantly I can't have the other mastectomy unless the port comes out. They don't want to take the port out until they are completely done giving me all the drugs I need.
I have been banned from Herceptin. It reeks havoc on my heart and my oncologist doesn't want to be blamed for congenital heart failure. Geez. What a sissy.
Other than that, my biggest concern at this point is how to do dishes without my baby emptying faster than I can start it.....hmmmm.......