Went to West Virginia over the weekend for a family reunion, but first we stopped at Johns Hopkins Friday morning for a CT scan. (I'm becoming an expert at those). Chris, the attendant, started a conversation about driving to Florida on family vacations (I'm an expert at that, too).I told him the best part of the trip was stopping in Atlanta for lunch at "Steak N Shake." That sent him over the moon! He watches the Food Channel and raved about steak restaurants in Arizona and Texas. He said he was going to Philadelphia with some friend this weekend to tour. I told him he should definitely go to "Spataro's" for a cheesesteak, "DeNics" for a Philly pork sandwich and the Amish Market for Apple Dumplings. And definitely "Ishkabibbles" for Cheesesteaks on South Street - not Pats and definitely not "Genos." At this point Chris told me I was his soul mate and that if he weren't married and I weren't married, he'd propose!
Left JH to go to Parkersburg with the grand-girls. Had a great time in the hotel pool
then spent Saturday at a Cornhole tournament. Went out to dinner and brunch. But was tired and disoriented on the drive home so I mistakenly called Dianne Burr and wished her a Happy Birthday (a month late. Meant to call Carol Van Dam instead. (now two days late)Went back to JH Tuesday morning, where I got some good news - no problems detected on the MRI (the doctor checked them from China where he was vacationing). He also said the CT scan (thank you Chris) showed the lesion on my liver had almost disappeared and my tumor had shrunk again.
The bad news - one more round of chemo. Dammit. Any of the posse up for another trip to Baltimore?
Had to take a photo of the fabulous spuds Mary McCowin brought us from Idaho.
Can you tell which one is the real spud? We had stuffed baked potatoes for dinner tonight.
They were damned good! (at least the one on the left is - we're afraid of the one on the right! We're looking forward to lying on the greasy
beaches of Pensacola, soon.
And, for once, doing absolutly NOTHING.
5 comments:
Cancer bitch, you vixen. Seducing impressionable young men with your talk of milkshakes and cheesesteaks.
I've never heard of corn holing. Is it anything like keel hauling?
You might forgo the suntan oil in Pensacola. Tell Duncan I'm getting his room ready.
Boxtops
Love the short 'Fro!
Certain young men have alawys found that look alluring.
Milkshakes and cheesesteaks help, too!
Praise God for your continued healing. Great news.
Re: the boy toy . . . I do believe you're gettin' above your raisin'!
Please forward the young man's e-mail. I want to warn him about your real "personality," and it's not that demure WV persona! Does Steve know about this kid?
Box ~ You certainly know how to live life to the fullest. Yet when you are feeling tired and disoriented please "slow down!" <3
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