My friend Sue, recently laid off by Syracuse University, and I had planned a little outing - just a simple drive along the Finger Lakes, a bit of lunch in the fresh air, and good conversation. It sounded wonderful. After all, I would just be sitting, riding.
But after yesterday's bank trip, I knew I couldn't swing it. I put off calling her until evening, hoping that by some miracle, I would suddenly jump into feeling better, into discovering some secret cache of energy and strength. But of course, no such thing happened. I finally admitted the inevitable and rang her number.
Sue is a cancer survivor - five years out from her final treatment now, and clean. She totally understood. While her cancer was not the same as either of mine, she had chemo and remembers well how it can affect you.
I am sad to give up a pleasant leisurely drive along the lake, but we agreed to just take a rain check. After things are over and I feel better, we will take the drive. Perhaps there will be great fall foliage to see this year. Meantime, when I have sufficiently recovered from the next hit, she will come for a visit. Excellent!
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