Day 319, on which everyone actually came into the office

 Today is the 4th day of the 56th week, the 15th day of the 11th month, the 319th day of this writing experiment, and:

• American Enterprise Day
• America Recycles Day
• Clean Out Your Refrigerator Day
• Day of the Imprisoned Writer
• Geographic Information Systems Day
• George Spelvin Day AKA More Than One Role Day
• I Love to Write Day
• International Whole Grain Day
• Little Red Wagon Day
• National Bundt Day 
• National Educational Support Professionals Day
• National Philanthropy Day
• National Raisin Bran Cereal DAy
• National Spicy Hermit Cookie Day
• National Zinfandel Day
• Pack Your Mom's Lunch Day
• Roc Your Mocs Day
• Shichi-Go-San 
• Steve Irwin Day
• Tech Day
• the beginning of Winter Lent in the Eastern Orthodox church
• and Voyager 1 is 22h 30m 41s of light travel time from Earth

Today was one of those days that I found myself with nothing to say - couldn't even use my regular formatting as no quote seemed to fit the mood of the day either

My son is faced with some decisions:  push forward with an aggressive chemo schedule with infusions every two weeks [even tho the tumors continue to grow] and feel sick, or fall back to an easier schedule, knowing that the tumors will grow more quickly.  His doctor recommended an easier schedule, feeling his body needs a rest, citing the fact that he has landed in the hospital twice now after an infusion.  My son worries about "losing momentum" in the fight against cancer

In the end?  it is a quality of life issue and only he can decide.

The night ended in tears.