Gene and I were talking yesterday night and he said the most surprising thing: He said that he had thought about eliminating the rest of the waiting time to start the whole Plan B thing (mekkin’ zee bebbies). He admitted that his motivations were the absolute worst: he was hoping that Plan B would come to fruition before his mother passes away. I’d had the same idea but dismissed it because my motivations were wrong, too. I think that if we were guaranteed that she’d get to meet Plan B it would be worth it, but there are no guarantees. I mean, anything can happen but windows are closing as well.
While I’m mentioning MIL, there’s nothing new on that front. I believe she has an appointment this coming week with a primo cancer clinic. Hopefully they will be more aware of treatments and possibilities in her case.