ms alice

This is my mother, Ms. Alice.  Since my Dad passed away in 2004, Ms. Alice came into her own.  After grieving for the loss of my dad, one day she said, "Guess what. I never have to cook supper again!"  And she didn't.

Ms. Alice lives with me now, and many people are involved in her life to make her understand that the cancer she has is curable and she will survive if she has the will and the want to and the strength, which means she has to do her physical therapy exercises and not lay in the bed all live long day. 

 
  Now this is Ida Mae, my mother's "sitter" by day.  Of course, right away my mother said,  "Now, I like that woman."  And we do too.  Ida Mae is a talker...a loud talker, so my mom doesn't have to say, "Come closer if you expect me to hear you!"

Ms. Alice has been saying a few things that get me and Ida Mae laughing so hard we cry.  For instance:

Good golly Miss Molly.  Who wants to live to be 96 years old?

or

reflecting on her life six weeks ago and feeling down and out, Ms. Alice waves her hands at her side and says, "That life is under the bridge...under the bridge...under the bridge."

But we don't think so!!

So there, Ms. Alice!

Unfortunately, this is Ms. Alice's lymphoma.  But the good news is:  All that blistering sore has disappeared.  This is a sad picture for me to look at because Ms. Alice is a fighter. . .and given the right mindset, she will conquer that nasty old cancer.

I did photograph Ms. Alice after she had her head shaved, but I didn't like the stupid fluorescent stocking cap she wore, so I am NOT posting it! 

Ms. Alice told Ida Mae the other day to "Beat the snot out of that blue pill so it doesn't float in her Ensure milkshake (made with vanilla ice cream, of course).

I love Ms. Alice.  . . even though she embarrasses me at times.  You know.  We're in a restaurant and she will say, "Come here, Blake or Mike.  Merry.  Tell them about the time you were football queen!  That's when I want to scream, "Leave me out of this!"

Ms. Alice is a fighter of strong mind and strong will. . .and I am lucky to be her daughter.

 

Comments

[merry jennifer]

Great photos of Grandmother. I agree - the last one is sad. Her eyes are sad in it. I hope the happy Ms. Alice eyes return soon.