Sudoku

It seems a simple thing, Sudoku. 9 9x9 grids that you fill in, all numbers from 1-9 present and not repeated in any line or grid. It's addictive. Melissa and I started doing them back at the beginning of the year. When the cancer was causing a lot of pain back in April, she quit, and the transplant was pretty rough, and days were to be gotten through.

But yesterday, she picked up her pencil and started Sudoku again! I know it seems small, but it's huge. Not a return to anything other than her becoming herself. She keeps saying, "I can't wait to be normal again." Ha. Normal waved bye-bye to her a long time ago.

About ten years ago, we got to hankering to play battleship. We went and bought a game right as Toys R Us was closing. She beat me 11 straight times, which I think is statistically impossible. She just kept saying, "I look for the holes." THE WHOLE BOARD IS A HOLE!!!!! She says the same thing about Sudoku, and it's no help to me, plodding along. I keep wondering if there is some secret, some way to figure out the sum of the numbers not already there and find where they belong. An algorithm, anything to let off the hook of patiently trying to plug numbers in...

Melissa heard that it may be possible that if the spot in the brain is completely gone, they will not put the brain port in, they'll just keep doing chemo trough spinal injections.

Prayers: that she keeps getting stronger; that we are done with this; that our house sells.

Oh, a few months ago we were listening to the radio and the DJ gave the call sign and said, "Where Lexington comes to ROck!" One of the boys said, "Hey! That's our church!" Amen!