Muffins and Medicine

Layne got up early and made muffins this morning. When he makes muffins, they are not the boxed mix like I use...he makes them from scratch. We had apple cinnamon muffins and blueberry oatmeal muffins this morning. We also had grapefruit and pears too. (A family 'recipe' for him.) He realized this morning that he couldn't eat grapefruit with the drugs he's taking for the clinical trial. I felt bad for him...but, we obviously moved on quickly. I didn't realize he was going to get up and make something. We talked about just doing some pancakes or waffles...something quick and yummy. It occurred to my again that he's just not your average cancer patient. I don't know many guys that would get up early on Christmas just to make breakfast for his wife and kids in the first place...and then this is a guy who had a chemo treatment less than a week ago and doesn't sleep very well these days anyway. It's a good thing he was here to do it. The kids might have had to suffer through a breakfast of pancakes instead of made from scratch muffins on Christmas day.:}

Not Normal

Layne and I were just talking about tomorrow. You know, the whole schedule thing. Saturdays can fill up quickly. I started to laugh part way through the conversation. 

Layne was talking about going on a bike ride in the morning. It's a 20-30 mile one. He's not sure how many miles they're doing. (He's riding with his trainer from Huntsman who has become a friend - and, a few other people that are also training.) He was then telling me how a friend that lives around the corner asked him to help with a load of rocks tomorrow. So, that will probably happen after the bike ride. Then, we might take the kids to a movie because one that they've been wanting to see just started at the Dollar Theatre. (Did you notice I even capitalized that? That's how our family rolls. We're too cheap to work it any other way.)

So, Layne's going to leave early in the morning for a long bike ride, help with a load of rocks for someone else's yard, and then have the energy to take the kids to a movie (and stay awake during the whole thing). Oh - and then maybe he and I could go on a date because we won't be going out tonight. Hmm...might as well push the boundaries, right?

I started laughing part way through the conversation because the thought hit me that it just didn't sound like a cancer patient talking. His day makes me feel tired just hearing about it and I won't even be there for the most exhausting parts. He's just not normal.:}