LUNCH TODAY consisted of two egg sandwiches.
I hadn’t eaten an egg sandwich in years, much less two at a time, but I was hungry. I ate both sandwiches alone.
There were two reasons I made the egg sandwiches. One is that I was cooking for one, and it’s easy to do. The second reason was that I wanted to try out a new frying pan that I bought recently at Bed, Bath & Beyond in the capital city.
I ate alone, and I likely will spend the night alone too, but that’s okay, especially considering the circumstances.
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We have a nephew with cancer. It was discovered a year ago, late, and he’s been getting chemo down in the capital city at a government hospital.
Fortunately, he has medical coverage due to a new job he found — driving a wrecker on the autopista — not long before the cancer was discovered.
We’ve been driving him down there almost every week for the past year, waiting for two or three hours, and then bringing him home. The problem began in his testicles, but that was solved rather quickly with surgery.
However, it spread to his lungs where a number of tumors took up residence. The chemo seemed to be helping.
Recently, he began suffering severe headaches. A CT scan last week revealed the lung tumors were all gone. Alas, they had traveled to his brain, six of them.
He will not live. He is 31 years old, married with two children, 6 and 10. He was brought home from the hospital last week in an ambulance, and he’s been bedridden since.
The doctor said he may go blind, talk nonsense and other bad stuff. He seemed to be semi-conscious.
In the middle of last night, he began convulsing. His wife — and brother who lives next door — called an ambulance and returned him to the hospital in the capital city.
That’s about 40 minutes down the mountainside.
This morning at 8:30, we got a phone call, and we drove to the hospital. I left my child bride who expects to spend the night in the hospital. Tests are being done on the nephew.
I drove home alone and got hungry shortly after arrival. It was a good time to test my new copper pan.
The sandwiches were whole-grain bread. I applied Dijon, lettuce, spices and Worcestershire sauce.
I am counting my own blessings. When you’re feeling low, an egg sandwich can be a good thing to lean on.