Swimming with dolphins, cuddling a chimpanzee, going to Cuba...
Two weeks ago Leigh-Ann needed to be dressed, two of us had to help her climb the stairs and she could not walk across the room. Most of the day was spent laying on the sofa in a semi comatose state.
Today Leigh-Ann came with me to our regular Friday appointment with her nurse practitioner in Agassiz and asked her whether she thought that we could go to Hawaii our belated honeymoon.
Incredibly Marie, said "Why not?" I was gobsmacked. Why didn't she say "No, don't be ridiculous!".
I thought that she would at least advise us against it. But Marie is not the usual "nurse". She also understands how important it is for Leigh-Ann to carry on "living" and not simply "existing".
Being an eternal pessimist, I was worried about how I would cope with a terminally ill wife flying for 6 hours plus transfers to a hotel in Hawaii from little Harrison. Just travelling to the airport in Vancouver takes 2 1/2 hours.
I think I will drug her without her knowing, (unless she reads this blog), so she sleeps all the way there.
What would we do if she suddenly became really ill. We would have no health insurance. It could be disastrous.
At least we will get assistance at the airport and have a helper push her in a wheelchair and get on the plane first! We might even get a ride on a "golf" buggy...
Leigh-Ann is by no means back to her former self but she is a lot better. We know that the cancer is still spreading. We know that she does not have a long time to live. She still has very little energy, eats tiny amounts and needs a wheelchair but mentally she is 100% and she wants to have a honeymoon and so do I. One night in the Harrison Hot Springs Hotel just wasn't enough. She deserves more.
Leigh-Ann wants to feel the warmth on her body and the sand in her toes. She wants to sit under a palm tree and watch the surf rolling in. She wants a tan before she "checks out", (Leigh-Ann's words not mine.)
So we are planning to trade in the cold and the damp of British Columbia for the warm breeze and sunshine of Hawaii for what may be Leigh-Ann's last holiday. Aloha!
I say maybe because we have also talked about returning to Nerja and get back the life that we so much enjoyed before the Big "C" took it away.