Weekend

 I took an hour nap when I got home from school on Friday.  Adam came home from the airport and changed into a suit and I headed out with him. We went to the Provo City Center temple.  We met some youth from our ward.  I felt pretty awful, but I was happy to be in the temple with Adam.  I even did some confirmations.  

Friday night the Mariners slugged it out against the Tigers to advance in the playoffs.  "The Battle in Seattle" as Rick Rizz, the Mariners announcer, called the game.  I think I went to bed around the 11th inning.  They played to 15 innings.  Adam was texting with his family throughout.  Both Braeden and Mark had to stop watching in the 14th inning.  Braeden said he didn't want to have a heart attack.  Mark got his computer and kept listening, but distracted himself with a video game.  They couldn't take the pressure.

Adam bravely watched to the end and the Mariners won!  I had to hear about it Saturday.  (I am weak sauce.)

Adam got up early to go to the Deseret Peaks temple with the youth, but I didn't go with him.  I felt sad about it, but I decided I should rest.  

I had been looking forward to the hour plus each way drive with Adam, especially since he's been gone so much.  I love going on drives with him.

Instead I slept in.  I did a meditation in the cancer course on Headspace after I got up.  He talked about feeling sad.  He said pretty much everyone who has cancer feels sad sometimes.  He said not to marinade in it or enlarge it, but to let it pass.

So I tried.

I got ready to lead the singing in primary and paid the bills (except the doctor bills--I put them in a pile and hand them over to Adam).  The hospital bills stress me out and Adam just takes them from me like the champion that he is.

After Adam returned from the temple and Mark returned from cleaning the church with some of his ward members, we did our errands.

One of the errands was Walgreens for flu and covid shots.  I had ended up getting a prescription for a covid shot because they were unavailable everywhere.  (I want to credit Elder Stevenson for stopping me from saying something snarky right here.  I'm trying to be a peacemaker.)  I had my prescription and was picking up 5 chemo related prescriptions and was willing to show my port if necessary to get the shots before I start chemo.  (When I had looked earlier, cancer was one of the eligibility requirements.)

But they ended up having them for average people off the street!  (I read that Utah had released more availability lately.)  So Adam and Mark got shots too.  

They asked me if I'd felt sick in the past two weeks....

Um.

I explained about cancer and feeling sick almost always and apparently that was OK, because I got my shots. 

Sunday was a good day.  A piece of my heart was in Elko.  The temple was dedicated there and I thought about it all day.  I thought a lot about both sets of my grandparents who lived and served there.  I hope they were either in attendance or watching on a big screen in heaven--I don't know how these things work....

I led the singing in primary and I enjoyed that.  Family Search sent me an email that threw down the gauntlet.  There was a problem with my 4th great grandmother, Hannah Nash's, first cousin Sarah.  She was born after her mother's child bearing years.

Family Search labeled the problem "advanced."

Hold my Swig!  (Utah County version of hold my beer.  I didn't actually have a Swig but it would have helped because I napped for about an hour.)

I figured it out, but haven't found a way to fully prove it yet. (Maybe if I hadn't napped.)

Adam came home and Emma came over and we played Pass the Pigs and cooked dinner together.  After dinner we played Parcheesi and listened to the recording of the talk Adam gave in sacrament meeting.

So I cried again.  He did a good job.

We also sat around in the family room and listened to most of the Mariner's game.  I am a fan by marriage, nowhere near the fan Adam or our boys are, but I was pretty invested and Emma became invested too.  She stayed later than she usually does on a Sunday. We went upstairs to watch the 9th inning on TV.  I mostly enjoyed watching Adam.  He was standing next to the TV with a look of joy on his face.  It was fun to watch it together.  

I'm wearing a Mariners shirt to school today to celebrate.  Probably everyone in Seattle is wearing Mariners shirts too.  

Solidarity.

I felt happier on Sunday than I had in a long time.  I think it was because I was able to do my small service, I was nourished spiritually by church, I am better at accepting peoples' love and concern at church, I had a good time with our family.

Aaaaaaand.  We're going to California later this week.  It is so nice to have something to look forward to.