MM let the boys take the bus to and from school. I had already grocery shopped and done a little cooking Sunday. Just a week before I had brought MM to tears by making a menu plan. "You're doing it again. You're taking all my jobs," he said. Well yes I was, but not with the intent of being hurtful. On our previous trip to Publix together, MM, breathless from walking the distance from the parking lot to the grocery carts said "I think I'll sit this one out." He waited for me on the bench at the front of the store while I shopped.
I know when he gets to Moffitt today they will offer him a wheelchair when they see how breathless he is. More than likely he will decline. I offered to accompany him, being careful not to say that I could "take" him to Moffitt. No, he will go it alone. There will be news, good or bad. He will hear it alone.