Saw the Oncologist yesterday and the Radiologist today. As far as my treatment and progress goes I was told today that I am "perfect". (a- hem pardon me while I blush).
Well, on the home front I had a lovely weekend, and my arms feel all empty now that I am back in LA. Since it is spring break my boys got to come with their dad to drop me off. They got to see where I as staying and were SO well behaved when I took them down to see the koi pond! Maybe now Ben will stop telling people I am dead.
The boys are all sick now, and poor Daniel even has a nasty fever. I just told Cary to watch out for rashes as Ben just got over scarlet fever.
Cary and Bub gave the 3 little the boys hair cuts, I am anxious to see how they turned out.
My owies been keeping me awake at nights and since I am at the max of every medication I can take to help with the stomach acid, the doc prescribed me the good stuff. Actually I opted for Vicadin instead of bigger stuff because I knew I would most likely REALLY need it after the surgery. It still makes me plenty loopy. Cary has warned me not to take it and go walking. I wonder if that is a problem here... Walking Under the Influence...made me kinda wonder if this sign is really real or just some one else who needs to be issued a W.U.I.
