The downfalls of an acoustical bathroom

I always hated Easter as a kid. Sounds strange but for years, we always seemed to come
down with the stomach virus every year at Easter and I came to dread the holiday because of
it. I've gotten over it though some of those memories remain. True to the Easter theme, Tim has decided to
"resurrect" this tradition. Last night as I tapped away on my computer, he came home from doing
estimates, ran in the back door and and up the stairs, into the bathroom and the distinct sounds
of Easters passed echoed throughout our house. When we remodeled our house, it never dawned
on me that making a big bathroom and covering it with tile and marble would essentially make
it so acoustical that the echo could be heard from all corners of the house. Even the exhaust fan,
which sounds to me like the engines of a DC-10, don't drowned out a bad stomach virus. Our daughter had to sleep in the livingroom and I spent half the night wondering how hard it would
be to sound-proof that darn bathroom. It was a tough night for Tim. I gave him an Ativan and
then a compazine when it seemed the Ativan probably did not stay down long enough. I don't
think either helped much and since he had pulled his Dex all-nighter the previous night, he
was wiped out to say the least. I have been waging chemical warfare all over the house with
anti-bacterial wipes and I hope like heck that Olivia and I do not come down with this. It was
downright violent. If this Easter tradition starts again, I think we will seriously look into the
Jewish faith.

A report from the "chain gang"

Well I have to say first that this last month or so has been one big series of unfortunate events
around our house. I don't even have the time to get into every blasted thing that has gone
wrong but they just kept on coming without end for awhile. I kept telling Tim(and myself)
that who cares if the darn sky falls in as long as his numbers went down from the 1st round
of Velcade, that's all we need. A little aside here. We went out to dinner on Sat. night to not
really celebrate a year since he was diagnosed but I don't know how else to describe it. The sky
actually almost fell in. We had a wicked wind storm come up(heard there was a little twister
about a half hour from here) and a huge light from a gas station fell and hit my car and crashed to the ground. I'm hoping this was the last event. It's just been unbelievable all that has gone wrong. Anyway, today Tim got his results and his numbers look great. His IGG chains are in
normal range for the first time since before diagnosis and all his light chains, the Kappas and
the Lambdas all got on board and did the same thing. For any folks not hip on MM lingo,
basically the fraternity of normal Kappa Lambda ratio is the one you want to get in and Tim's in!!! I will say the hazing process of this fraternity should be outlawed. Melphalan,
Velcade, Dex. Nasty business. But I can really let go of all the cr-- that has happened as long
as this one thing went right. At first I was gonna spare his doctor from witnessing my little
version of the happy dance when I saw Tim's lab report but decided, screw that, he'll get over it, and so I busted into a little "cabbage patch" right there in the hall on the way to the chemo room. Sometimes, you just gotta dance. Anyway, that's the update. We are so relieved that it
is working so well. Hope all y'all out there have something to be thankful for today.
My song of the day today: James Talylor(who else) -The Secret of Life. Very simple but
a good message.