One of my collections.

What a day, what a day, to say the least.  Well, here goes, I will try to spare you the details, but those of you that know me, know I like details.  First we had eye appointments at Costco and all is well, except for one minor detail, seems I have cataracts but not to worry now because it is only in the middle stages and it changes real slow.  His name is Dr. Hansen and he is very good and the price is right.  Then on to Dr. Fischer to find out about my arm and....what I found out was, I have a small tear in my Rotator Cuff that should heal itself, and then he told me I have "arthur-I-tus" in my shoulder but I still can't feel my fingers and my arm hurts and it pops all the time, sooooo, he sent me to an neurologist, Dr. Cancado (wonderful person) this afternoon.  He did a whole bunch of tests, pokes and prods, all up and down my arm and he said I was a tough cookie, whatever that means.  He said he would send the results to Dr. Fischer, for which I have an appointment with next Tues.  He thinks it may be nerve damage, will find out next Tues. My new hobby is seeing how many Drs. I can collect before this is all over.  Now I can add 3 more to my list, pretty amazing.  On the way home we stopped at Taco Bell, just sounded good, and we ordered two taco salads.  When we got home we fed the dogs and went to sit down and enjoy our meal.  I opened the bag and pulled out one salad, thinking Bill had his, so it turns out he didn't and we ended up with one salad, so being the kind hearted person I am   : )   I let him have it.  The good part is we only paid for one so we weren't out anything.  We haven't been there for a couple of years and now it may be a couple more, so when you go to any fast food place make sure you check your order before you leave.
Tomorrow I have my last chemo....YEA...., for now, so I will find out what is next in my journey and I will let you know tomorrow.  I go in at 9:00 but my injection isn't until 11:00 or 11:30.  I never know.


A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.  See what you think.

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too.  That's Love.
Rebecca -age 8




THOUGHT FOR THE DAY
"The cure for boredom is curiosity.  There is no cure for curiosity."
  Dorothy Parker, American author