I haven't written anything lately, because on the cancer front there really is no new news. There is news about the girls weekend last month, when Carolyn, Lisa, Terrie and I met Mindy down in St. Pete's. WHAT A BLAST. Before we left, I was really missing my girls, and thought I didn't really need a trip. I couldn't have been more wrong. That trip left me happy, content, feeling special again and was just a darn good time. It is a bit of a letdown to have to put a suit on when there are radiation burns all over my body, along with surgery scars. But as long as I don't care, it doesn't seem like anyone else does either :) However there is something about being able to stare or walk next to the ocean and laugh with girlfriends that is good for the soul.

The next scan is in the beginning of January. No chemo, no medicines, just trying to focus on diet to move this along a bit faster. There was a couple weeks of "what can I possibly be thinking, even if I don't die now, it'll happen within 10 years". That's what has happened to the people that I've known, so why should I expect to be any different? That's a hard one to get through. You tell yourself that there's no guarantee you won't step off the curb and be hit by a bus tomorrow, or I'm lucky to have this time. Both are true, but you still would rather not have the odds stacked up the way they are. I don't know how to explain it, but like I said that was a couple weeks ago. After the trip, I haven't worried at all about it. Thank you God for girlfriends.

Salut