Monday, January 21, 2008

It is Over!

Original Post - Saturday, January 19, 2008

(re-ordered for chronological logic)

It is Over!

AMP had her 4th and final chemo treatment last Thursday!!! We opened up the Champagne, unplugged the M/M and have been partying. We are dismantling the cross of treatment and trying to imagine what it will be like to move forwards.

For the scrabble lovers, you will be pleased to know that those who suffer sometimes are rewarded. AMP decisively beat me in the 4th, but not final game. (I want a rematch.) She was dominant and shrewd. Without a scrabble dictionary to refer to, we had to trust each other and accept not only some questionable words, but also questionable explainations. For example, the turning point in our match occurred when she made the 70 point word benchers. She said a bencher is somebody at an elementary school who benches a kid. And when there is more than one bencher then there are benchers. I didn't feel comfortable challenging her, giving the circumstances. When I was able to consult a dictionary I discovered the following: the word bencher exists, but the definition is a) senior member of an Inn of Court or b)a member of the House of Commons. What should I do? Is this fair? Larry

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

dear Amp -CONGRATULATIONS.! we are so glad that you are past this procedure. You and Larry been great in sharing and humanizing your experiences. So now its really a Happy New Year! cheers, val and tim

Jamie said...

Okay, if the word benchers is what pulled AMP ahead and clenched her win, I might argue the point. BUT if she was already kicking your butt and benchers was just another in her repertoire... well, then you're out of luck! Congrats on making it through your last chempo session AMP! You're a winner all the way around!
much love ♥ jamie

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Anonymous said...

Dear AMP and Larry,

Congrats to both, not only on making it thru the Hell of chemo, but on your championship games. Remember, you are not only troupers, you are Scrabblers, and you must never give up that challenge. Much love,
Carol