Read the contract, dummy

 Remember yesterday's post, where I encouraged us all to celebrate milestones and victories? And remember I said part of the reason for that is because life's setbacks can throw us for a loop, so it is important to remember the progress we are making, when the setbacks come? Well, here's a setback that I didn't see coming (do we ever?). Our new floors have been installed, and Jill is ready to return home to prepare for my return next week. It appears that I didn't read the contract thoroughly (or I may have forgotten what it says); at any rate, it turns out that the flooring company agreed to remove the toilets for the installation of the floor, but they cannot reinstall the toilets, because they are not plumbers. 

So, Jill needs to go home to get the house ready, but there are no functional toilets. Wish I had read the contract more closely and made arrangements for this. Do you know how few plumbers have any time available, especially on Friday afternoon? Yes, I'll bet you could make a pretty good guess. 

Now, here come's the good news. After calling several plumbers and leaving messages, I got a call back from a company that has a tech who lives in Dallas. The lady who called said she could have him stop on his way home and install at least one toilet.  In spite of my oversight, we are provided for again! Praise God, He always provides. It reminds me of the old hymn that says:

All I have needed thy hand hath provided
Great is thy faithfulness
Lord unto me

In other news, this has been another good day. My platelet count is skyrocketing; my ANC is beginning to climb; my hemoglobin is beginning to stabilize; and the HemOnc came by and said we are still on track for going home "early next week." It is likely I will be back within three weeks for my first round of consolidation chemotherapy. Still, who doesn't like a three week vacation? 

Jill and I got a total of 2.3 miles of walking in today. The campus here at the Club is really quite lovely this time of year. I'm wondering what it will be like when we are here for consolidation chemotherapy in winter. The last time I stayed in this hospital in winter was in1996, and there was a devastating ice storm. I had two visitors, other than family, during that week. They were two guys I worked with, and they did not like each other. Of course, they independently showed up at the same time! Awkward!

But I digress. Jill asked if there were anything she could bring me tomorrow, and after I thought about it, I said, "You know what? I'm beginning to feel like a short-timer. So, no, don't bring anything more. We'll just have to haul it home again." Sound pretty confident don't I! Read again the song lyric above!