Prudence arrived last Thursday and we are having a fine time together. We have attacked my office and closet upstairs and getting a lot of little mending and gluing and a lot of talking done. Her daughter, Kirsten, and mine, Alexis, will be coming for Mother's Day week-end and Prue and I are very pleased about the time we will all spend together.
Prue, Rigdon and I visited my oncologist friend, Sam Spivack, over the week-end. He concurred with my choices so far and I told him I thought I was getting too many tests, he said they would all give me a good baseline for after the surgery. Apparently, metastisis still hasn't been definitely ruled out so I am having an MRI of my ribs, stomach and pelvis on May 11. Apparently the CT scan I had on Friday didn't give the physicians enough information. I sincerely hope there is not one whit of bone involvement.
Meanwhile, Prudence, Rigdon, Bubba, the six chicks and I are having a pleasant time together. The chicks keep laying, Bubba needs to be walked, we all need to have meals, so life is going on only interrupted by a new test to have or the request from Stanford for another result of something that has been done sent to them.
Bubba seems to know things are not right with me. He follows me from room to room and even comes up the stairs more than once a day to be by my side. Prudence said they have dogs that can sniff people to tell if they have cancer. Maybe that is why he he stays so close.
Buttons are getting sewn on, papers are getting organized, and the days are going by swiftly. Thanks for all the prayers, Catholic, Presbyterian, and Unitarian and Buddhist. They are definitely helping my spirit.
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