Get in line

So I got Indian food today at work. Chicken, rice, something mushy, something green and yellow with peas, naan bread, lots of curry. Smell? Great. Taste? Meh. The only reason I went to that station was because no one was in line and I didn't want to wait. Whoops.

Liz has a rule about eating out: she doesn't go to restaurants that have empty parking lots. I'm now going to extend her rule to cafeteria food: be eager to stand in line.

I was thinking about this in relation to cancer treatment. Our inclination has been to go to the doctors and treatment centers with the most caring, calm, and attentive environment and culture. So far so good, methinks. I've worried about the teaching hospital environment up until now: not as personal, large doctor and student teams, too many people. But if the goal is to get the best care possible to extend Liz's healthy days, we shouldn't shy away from the places where the people are.

If there's a line, then there's support, there are solutions. There are survivors.

Time to get in line.

Tomorrow is Jensen's 3rd birthday! We got the call on April 18, 2010, that our Cajun boy had arrived. The next day we met up with Grandma in Louisiana and rushed to the hospital to meet our little man. On his 3rd day he started staring at and loving on his mama, and he hasn't stopped since. Happy birthday, little man!

Remember that Jensen only wanted a mail truck cake and school bus cookies for his birthday? Well, Liz asked her good friend and amazing baker to create the mail truck cake, but we didn't have a chance to figure out cookies. Lo and behold, Stephanie (work) procured some PERFECT cookies and surprised me with them today. Mr. Jensen will be so excited!! Thanks, Steph!

Go Team Liz. And, tomorrow: Go Team Jensen.