Z and I went over to my parents' house this afternoon. We finally got some snow, so Z shoveled their sidewalk while I talked with my parents.
They had just got off the phone with the chemo dept of our hospital. They changed Dad's chemo schedule by 2 days on Christmas week. They'll be hooking up his chemo-pump on Wednesday instead of Friday. He'll still have to go into the hospital to have the pump removed on Friday, which is Christmas Day. I jumped right in with: "Why don't you let us cook Christmas dinner?" Mom instantly agreed, but Dad was a hard-sell: "We already bought the turkey." I told them that was no problem. We'll cook dinner, with their turkey at our house, and package up all the leftovers for them to take home. Case closed. High five!
BTW, I'll be making the dessert too. ;)