On Saturday I am planning to attend my first meeting with the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. They are starting their Team In Training season this month and asked me to come to some information meetings to put a 'face' to the reason that they are fundraising. So I, dressed in full Chemo Queen regalia, will be one of the "Honored Heroes" for this season. I need to prepare a speech between now and Saturday. Geez, the word 'speech' sounds so pretentious. "Look at me, I'm preparing a speech." But I guess I am. I have to come up with a funny, engaging way to briefly tell my Lymphoma story that will gel with the fact that I'll be costumed in a gown and tiara. That is my quest.
I spent some time this afternoon trying to teach Jackson how to blow his nose. He has a snotty nose and desperately needs to acquire this skill. He has had only a couple of snotty nose episodes since birth so he has had no opportunity to learn. He watched in amusement as I demonstrated how to blow air thru my nose. He latched onto the fact that blowing air thru your nose makes a 'whooshing' sound and proceeded to bunch up his nose and make 'whoosing' sounds thru his mouth. Not exactly the idea. He sort of got it and managed to blow a little, but then he lost interest and refused to participate. If his nose is still runny-snotty tomorrow we'll have another go at it, I am sure.
Well, I need to get off my hind end and do a little exercising. I have to look good in my gown on Saturday. Heh. And I need to polish my tiara. It's a little tarnished. Fitting, I say.