Chemo today and Mac's adventures

Another monday, another chemo. It's busy today. Everyone getting ready for the Christmas rush, I guess. They're closed so much over the Christmas and New Year's holiday that everyone trys to get their chemo in before then. I'll have chemo again on the 22nd, just a few days before Christmas. I've never had chemo so close to Christmas before. Our family's Christmas eve get together will be a challenge this year. I'll just have to learn to accept more help, won't I? Or delegate more this year. Be bossy, ha. My chemo is going well today, so far. I've barely begun. They're running behind with all that are here. I'm afraid it will be really late before I get done today. It was icy on the way here today but I seemed to miss it. God is good. He always watches over us when we come and go here.

Mac had an eventful week this week. He was a naughty boy. I forgave him but barely. I have to keep reminding myself that he's still just a puppy. He'll be 10 months old next week. On to his naughtiness; I got a new pair of glasses less than a month before. (you know where this is heading, don't you?) Anyway, earlier this week I had laid them down on the table beside my chair and left them. Mac was sound asleep on the couch (or so I thought) but shortly after I left the room, he magically woke up and found my glasses. He found them all right. I guess he thought they were another playtoy for good ole Mac because he was playing with them. I heard a strange noise and decided I'd better check it out and sure enough, he had something he wasn't supposed to have, my glasses! I must have gasped when I said "Mac, no"! because he immediately opened his mouth and out popped my lenses, one by one and the frames layed there beside him so out of shaped it's a wonder they still looked like frames. Usually when I get on to him about having something he shouldn't have, he just chomps down faster and harder but my reaction must have stunned him because he dropped them immediately. I've been trying to find some humor in this but the humor just isn't ready to come yet. It's strange though, just a couple of years ago, my granddaughter was telling me about the time her puppy got a hold of her other grandpa's false teeth and was carrying them around in his mouth. I thought that was hilarious. I guess it's different when the shoe is on the other foot or in the different mouth. The glasses were fixable and there was just two tiny teeth marks in one of the lenses, in spots that I wouldn't be looking through anyway. He's forgiven and he's even going to get a Christmas present. I thought about giving him coal but he would have just eaten it anyway, thinking it was another toy, so where would be the punishment in that? Mom and Dad have him today and Dad is keeping his glasses up out of his reach. Mom is starting to get paranoid about leaving Mac alone. I wonder why? He's an angel puppy, when he wants to be. Mainly when he's truely asleep.

I'm beeping, so one bag down, more to go.