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I spent the weekend in Indianapolis. Erin came from Chicago, Meredith from Louisville, and Andrew and Randy came from Evansville.

it was wonderful to have everyone together and I was feeling pretty good! I think I only got up close and personal with the potty one time. Now that's something to celebrate!

My sister was with me all last week. She had the opportunity to meet my doctors. My radiation oncologist had to say good-bye for a couple of weeks. She went home to see her family in the Canary Islands. I'm going to miss her. She is a brilliant and beautiful doctor who cares about every aspect of my life. She spends so much time with me. Dr. Chiorean is my oncologist who specializes in pancreatic cancer. She's also brilliant and beautiful and from Romania. Both doctors have an amazing bedside manner and I feel very fortunate to be in their care. I didn't want you to miss what my sister had to say:

I wanted to blog before I left Indianapolis yesterday but Ann and I had a very, very tight schedule and time didn't allow it. We were just busy...sitting and watching sparrows eat french fries at the Children's hospital food court, dangling our feet in the hotel swimming pool watching the stupid pre-teen boys risking life and limb in the pool,...it was a whirlwind. Ann has a beautiful medical team there. I can't say enough good about her doctors and nurses. They love Ann and are beautiful, brilliant and on the case in a big way. She is in wonderful hands. When I left her yesterday she was, if not sturdy, getting around pretty darn well. She was prescribed some Swiss nausea medicine that seemed to get her eating and drinking again. I have a lot of human hope that wasn't there before. Through it all, May His Most Lovable WIll be always our will too. Pax Christi, K. Posted 8/4/2007 by Katherine Malsbary (Seestar) from Back home in Media

Tomorrow I start week three. Mondays are usually my hardest day with both chemo and radiation. Sometimes I also need fluids on Monday. On Wednesday I will celebrate "half way there." I'm looking forward to being on the backside of this. Thank you again for all your prayers. We just need to "keep on knocking!"

Much Agape, Ann

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You have two doctors and love BOTH of them?! God definitely likes you better than He likes me. I gave up going to doctors years and years ago. I self medicate with chocolate instead with about the same results.

With the active social life you have - even while under chemo and radiation treatments - it's no wonder you need extra fluids sometimes. I'm amazed you only need them once a week - instead of every day!

I did catch your sister's post - I like her - she's a chuckle. :)

I received your note and boy - did I feel special that you took the time and effort to write. (flipping hair)

Today will be easier on you than before. You are half way through and your system is getting used to this by now. You'll probably leave the hospital and have a tremendous urge to go pump iron. You are Ann Moore!
# Posted By L. Ballard | 8/6/07 3:00 AM
Ann,
I am so moved by your strength. Keep up your positive attitude... even if you have to fake it sometime. We love and miss you in Evansville! I am keeping you and your family in my thoughts and prayers.

Phillipeans 4:13

Crystal
# Posted By Crystal Bowlds | 8/6/07 7:34 AM
There are a lot of wonderful pictures of Ann on this website, but there is one that does not appear here. It is a picture of a small poor boy who lives in a small poor country. There are a dozen children playing all around, but this boy is not. He is sitting at a dilapidated table, with his tiny face all scrunched up in concentration. He is concentrating on making his small letters small and his big letters big, as he finishes his alphabet. And as he finishes, he looks up at the face of Ann Moore, who is also sitting at this dilapidated table in this small poor country. And the boy’s eyes form a timid unspoken question, and Ann responds with a heartfelt, “That’s wonderful! You have beautiful handwriting!” And the boy’s eyes light up, and his smile lights up, and his body lights up, and he puts his pencil down and runs around the table, and he hugs Ann with all the might in his tiny little body. And Ann hugs him back. And they both smile and Ann tickles his ribs a little, and they both chuckle, and then they both laugh.

That is the Ann Moore that I know. That is the Ann Moore that I see. I do not see an Ann Moore who is tired, who is weary, who is weak. There is no such Ann Moore. The Ann Moore that I see is the one that little boy saw, an Ann Moore who came a thousand miles through rain and jungles and the dark of night to bring to a small poor boy the light of acceptance, the strength of encouragement, and the hope of love.

That is the Ann Moore that I know. I don’t know much, but I do know that. And if you know anything at all about Ann, you know that too.

You are an inspiration, Ann.

Love,
Bunty.
# Posted By Bunty | 8/6/07 11:34 PM
Ann,

As I have told you before you are truly an amazing and inspiring woman! Your faith and trust in Him through all this is such an example of a true
Christian woman. I know your body is being healed and your spirit is only growing closer to Him and the life He wants us all to lead. I love reading your blogs and the humor you exhibit during these difficult times. You are definitely missed and prayer for every day.

Isaiah 40:31 ~ But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength...

Love and prayers,
Debbie
# Posted By Debbie Albin | 8/7/07 12:43 PM
Dear Ann,
I am praying for you. I have been so touched by your faith in a GOD who can not fail. He loves you so much and is with you during all of this. The enemy comes but for to steal, kill, and destroy, but Christ has come that you may have LIFE and LIFE MORE ABUNDANTLY! John 10:10
# Posted By wendy mcpherson | 8/7/07 10:27 PM

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