Birthdays, Bon Jovi, and Bodies

That is what has been keeping me busy lately.



Birthdays....The girls had a good birthday this year. It is so hard to believe that they are 11. It has definitely gone by fast. That Friday they had their kid party. They had invited 3 friends each to spend the night. In the end only 3 total could make it. They ate pizza, played Dance Dance Revolution, and checked out schoolmates MySpace pages (I have to admit a few of those scared me, these girls are only 11--and what some of them have on their MySpace is just wrong). They also played a game where one of them was blind folded and put make up on another one. I think everyone had fun. Jenny came down to help me keep my sanity. This year actually wasn't too bad. They kind of did their own thing. And once they all settled in to the living room for the night, I put a dvd in my laptop, plugged in the headphones and didn't hear them. It was kind of nice.

Of course we pretty much took the next day to recuperate. Then Sunday was the family party. John had just gotten off nights that morning and wasn't feeling well. But I think the girls enjoyed themselves. Now I get to take them shopping with their gift cards and such.

On Monday, the girls' actual birthday, was pretty low key. The girls had volleyball after school. Then they got their presents from us. (Which they had been trying to get out of us for the past few days.) No new cake--we still had 2 partial cakes from Sunday and a big cookie from Friday's party.



Bon Jovi--Tuesday night was the Bon Jovi concert. I have been a fan of his since the 80's. He is one of my all time favorites (and so damn hot!). John had gone to the dr earlier and found out he had an upper respiratory infection, so he decided not to go with me. Ann (H) had said awhile back that she wanted first dibs on the ticket if he couldn't go for some reason. So Ann and I it was. We made great time getting up there. I didn't know for sure where the seats were until we got there, as I had gotten them through the fan club. We find the FC table and get our tickets..row 19 sect 3. Not as close as I would have liked, but still good seats. Once we sat down though, I realized they weren't bad seats at all!! They were actually quite good. And we were right by the side stage he would be coming out on later! Chris Daughtry opened for him. I got good pictures during this, and the first half of Bon Jovi. Then... I dropped my camera!! It wouldn't work after that. DAMN!!! This was before he hopped on the side stage!! Oh, well, it did let me concentrate on the concert and not on taking pics. I have found someone online (you tube) that took video that had to be sitting right where we were. They have agreed to burn me a copy of the videos they have when they get a chance (yeah!!). http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SPVdJ3BELY This is a link to one of the videos. We were that close!! It was sooo awesome! He first popped up on that stage (even though I KNEW he was going to), My heart started racing! He picked a girl that was right behind him to come up with him. He danced with her, whispered in her ear, gave her a kiss, and smacked her ass. I think I would have fainted! It was an awesome concert. The energy in the place was unreal. And the band played songs not usually on the set list. Songs that not everyone would know. This was nice. Jon and Chris Daughtry sang "Blaze of Glory" together and it ROCKED! Bon Jovi played for almost 3 hours, and he never stopped moving! There was a Tribune review after the Saturday night show that said they were getting old and lethargic--He definitely proved them wrong! This was Ann's first Bon Jovi concert, and I think she is looking forward to the next one. Me, I wish I had been one of those people I had made fun of that went to all three Chicago shows.



Bodies--this was part of our Vegas trip......that review follows.....



Tonight I have to head off to Indianapolis. I am going for YSC Point of Contact training. This is the closest they will be. And though I want to do it, the timing stinks, I really don't want to go again this weekend. At least the girls will have their dad here.

Our Vegas Trip

Started off kind off bad, but we ended up having a great time.

Thursday--Lori and Jimmy came to pick us up. Our fight is at 9:55 pm. We got through security and everything really fast. We ended up with almost 2 hours before our flight took off. We went to a Chili's in the airport, our waitress was terrible. She seemed to get everything wrong, and gave us a little bit of attitude when she did. And I swear whatever drink you ordered she said "Bud Lite". Of course when a Bud Lite was ordered, she might bring a regular Bud.
We get on the plane, I am in the middle seat, John is on the aisle. The lady next to me is very nice-this is her first trip to Vegas-but she is bigger. She was part way on my seat. I could not really move for the whole flight. Normally you need to at least do the butt cheek shuffle to stay somewhat comfortable. I couldn't even do that. It was THE longest flight EVER!
We land, (finally) and go to get our luggage. This is almost midnight Vegas time. Our bigger bag is trashed! It is ripped at the seams. So off to the AA office we go. They were very nice, and it was handled quickly. Luckily nothing was missing, they gave us a new hard top suitcase (most definitely worth more than the one we lost). They have baggage in the back that they ordered just for when this happens.
Next we need to get our rental car. We had reserved a Luxury (John wanted a Cadillac), they asked if we wanted a deluxe luxury, -no thanks. Then the total came up to way more than I had been quoted. When I questioned this and gave her the total I was told, she disappeared for awhile. When she finally came back she said the difference was because it was after midnight. Well, number 1 I told them when I reserved it, we would be there after midnight. Number 2-us getting there any later than intended was not our fault. So they give us our price. Finally. When we go out to pick up the car, there are no luxury left--we have to take the deluxe! So, she tried to get us to pay for the deluxe, when we didn't need to.
Then we go to the hotel, Treasure Island, and check in with no problem--thank goodness. Lori, Jimmy, Ann and Jim had taken a limo back to the hotel. They got there in about 20 minutes. We got there around 2 am Vegas time. John and I decided to walk around a bit --so we went to check out the new Palazzo across the street. Either we missed something, or there isn't alot there. I wasn't real impressed. Then it was time for a few hours sleep.

Friday--Breakfast in the hotel--not the nicest waitress--we seem to be on a streak here. Afterwards we went to the tickets 4 tonight booth to see if we could get some tickets for a burlesque type show. This booth has tickets for 30-50 % off. We got seats to Crazy Girls at the Riviera. This show has been in Vegas for 20 years. But trust me, if you haven't seen it, don't waste your money. This was not a burlesque show, it was a striptease routine--with the girls already being nearly naked. Totally not what we were looking for. It was bad. Had I known going in that this is what it would be, it might not have been so bad. I like the old time Vegas shows---sexy is good. Slutty is not. Anyway, we walked around checking out hotels after getting the tickets. I had a voice mail to call John's mom-who had the girls. It seems that Haley was sick--throwing up all night. She kept her home from school. Haley called a few times throughout the day, wanting me, wanting to go home. I can't say that I blame her. I felt so bad. That evening, Ann, Jim, John and I went to dinner in the Steak house at the Riviera, that was good!!!! Then off to the show. After the show we went back to the Mirage to walk around. I was getting a little bummed because they seem to keep changing these hotels. We were looking for a lounge act to watch (even a lousy one can be fun to watch). But with all the clubs in the resorts now, they don't seem to have the lounge acts as much. So off for a couple more hours of sleep.

Saturday--Called home and Haley answered--sounding 110% better than the day before --thank goodness! John and I headed out to the outlet mall. They have a Vans outlet there that John likes to check out. We got a few things there, then headed over to the Skechers store. I got the shoes I was looking for and a pair of sandals for the price I would have paid for just the first pair here.
Next we went up to the mountains. From the strip to the Mt. Charleston Lodge was a 28 degree difference. We had a couple of drinks up there, I bought Christmas ornaments from the Christmas store and we were off. It was way more crowded going up the mountain than it ever used to be. I was wondering why we were there, I can see cold and snow at home! On the way down we stopped at the Mt. Charleston Hotel for a drink.
Next we went to the Planet Hollywood hotel. This used to be the Aladdin. I didn't think I would like it, as I liked the Aladdin so much. But it was pretty awesome. I wouldn't mind staying there sometime. We walked around the mall area. There is a gallery there that John likes, Michael Godard--he is pretty cool. He has a Breast Cancer picture that we were looking at. Afterwards we headed to Freemont Street. Always fun and cool. There are usually street performers. This being Nascar weekend though, it was packed!! Insanely packed. We watched the BMX guys, then the motorcycle stunts. Blake Shelton was giving a free concert on the street. When we left, my feet were killing me. I made the mistake of wearing my new shoes. Comfy at first--but not broke in yet.

Sunday-Race Day-John and the gang left at around 8 am. My original idea for the day was to go to the spa for a massage. I decided there was too much I wanted to do though, so I passed on the massage. I went to the lobby to see everyone off. Then back up to the room. I called home, and hooked up to the internet so I could email the girls some pics. I had to wait until the Tickets for less booth opened. I went over to the Mirage again to look around. It didn't bother me that it had changed this time. I was taking lots of pics to show the girls. (John had gotten my camera working again--and so far so good.) I went to the Cirque Du Soleil Love store. This is the store for their show using Beatles music. They had some neat stuff in the store. I bought the cd--which is what I went there for. Back to the hotel to drop it off....then on to get my tickets. I wanted to see the Titanic exhibit and the Bodies exhibit at the Tropicana. I wanted to see the wax museum at the Venetian also, but didn't know if I would have time. I'm glad I didn't get those tickets, I would not have had time. It took me two hours to go through the Titanic exhibit. I wish I could have taken pictures, it was pretty awesome. They had a few sets where you felt like you were on the ship too, really cool. I was thinking of Ann (R) and how much she would probably enjoy this also. I then headed over to the Bodies exhibit. This one I had mixed emotions on. These are real bodies they have preserved. If I thought of that, it was gross. But being able to see the organs and such was interesting. I did not read every single card in here as I did in the Titanic, I really didn't feel I needed to know all that stuff. They did have fetuses in there and it is amazing to see just how formed they are at such an early stage. By 8 weeks the bones are forming and they have facial features. The other interesting thing was how they showed blood veins/vessels. I didn't realize we had quite so many. The process they use is amazing. All you see is the blood vessels. They take away the skin, muscle and fat. You see blood shaped like a hand. A lot of it was fuzzy looking. I should have bought the book just to show the girls. I spent an hour in there. Next I went over to the Luxor to look at the Criss Angel store. The production office there said that taping for the season was done, I was sorry to see that. I would have liked to have seen him perform live, and get pictures for the girls. As I was walking back to the hotel (still taking pics for the girls) I bought a CSI sweatshirt. It was only $10, I couldn't pass it up. Then it was back to the hotel to relax before they got back from the race. I transferred the new Beatles cd to my mp3 player to listen to on the plane ride home. I also called the girls to see how they were doing. Jenna and I were looking at the Criss Angel merchandise online. Once John got back we headed down to the Luxor to get the girls some magnets and then to dinner. After--John was tired so we headed back to the hotel. I was tempted to stay downstairs, it was our last night there after all. I decided to go up. I figured if I couldn't sleep I would come back down. Of course I never did.

Monday--Last day--really our time is up. Our flight is at 11:20 am which means we need to be there by 9:30. The Vegas airport is always terrible for getting through security. And we have to drop off the rental car and catch the shuttle. So breakfast downstairs and back up to finish packing. As we are heading to the airport, we have to put gas in the car. We pulled over and spent probably 10 minutes trying to figure out how to open the gas cover. Pretty funny actually. Everyone else took a cab to the airport, we ended up getting there about the same time as them. The flight back was uneventful. One nice thing, on our side of the plane, there were only two seats, so John took the aisle and I got the window. It was much more comfortable this time. We landed on time, and were home by 7:30. We let the girls stay up a little later. We hadn't seen them all weekend, I didn't want to rush them off to bed the moment we got home. I actually was kind of wound up that night and couldn't sleep.

We had a good time. Weather wise--it was warmer than here, but far from swimming weather. Friday and Saturday were real nice, Sunday was cooler, and that wind really kicked up (unusual for Vegas). Monday morning it was actually a little warmer at home than there. Of course by the time we got home, it was 28 here and the high there for the day was 63. Hopefully those temps aren't too far off for us either.

Stella Awards...

Ok. This is one of those emails that go round and round. I had not seen it before and got quite a tickle out of it. I hope you enjoy it too.....These people can't be real....can they???

It's time again for the annual "Stella’s Awards"!

For those unfamiliar with these awards, they are named after 81-year-old Stella Liebeck who spilled hot coffee on herself and successfully sued the McDonald's in New Mexico where she purchased the coffee. You remember, she took the lid off the coffee and put it between her knees while she was driving. Who would ever think one could get burned doing that, right? That's right; these are awards for the most outlandish lawsuits and verdicts in the U.S. You know, the kinds of cases that make you scratch your head. So keep your head scratchier handy.

Here are the Stella's for the past year:

7TH PLACE:

Kathleen Robertson of Austin, Texas was awarded $80,000 by a jury of her peers after breaking her ankle tripping over a toddler who was running inside a furniture store. The store owners were understandably surprised by the verdict, considering the running toddler was her own son.

6TH PLACE:

Carl Truman, 19, of Los Angeles, California won $74,000 plus medical expenses when his neighbor ran over his hand with a Honda Accord. Truman apparently didn't notice there was someone at the wheel of the car when he was trying to steal his neighbor's hubcaps.

Go ahead, grab your head scratchier.

5TH PLACE:

Terrence Dickson, of Bristol, Pennsylvania, who was leaving a house he had just burglarized by way of the garage. Unfortunately for Dickson, the automatic garage door opener malfunctioned and he could not get the garage door to open. Worse,
he couldn't re-enter the house because the door connecting the garage to the house locked when Dickson pulled it shut. Forced to sit for eight, count them, EIGHT, days on a case of Pepsi and a large bag of dry dog food, he sued the homeowner's insurance company claiming undue mental anguish. Amazingly, the jury said the insurance company must pa y Dickson $500,000 for his anguish. We should all have this kind of anguish.

Keep scratching. There are more...

4TH PLACE:

Jerry Williams, of Little Rock, Arkansas, garnered 4th Place in the Stella's when he was awarded $14,500 plus medical expenses after being bitten on the butt by his next door neighbor's beagle - even though the beagle was on a chain in its owner's fenced yard. Williams did not get as much as he asked for because the jury believed the beagle might have been provoked at the time of the butt bite because Williams had climbed over the fence into the yard and repeatedly shot the dog with a pellet gun.

Grrrrr ... Scratch, scratch.

3RD PLACE:'

Amber Carson of Lancaster, Pennsylvania because a jury ordered a Philadelphia restaurant to pay her $113,500 after she slipped on a spilled soft drink and broke her tailbone. The reason the soft drink was on the floor: Ms. Carson had thrown it at her boyfriend 30 seconds ea r lier during an argument. What ever happened to people being responsible for their own actions?

Scratch, scratch, scratch. Hang in there; there are only two more Stella’s to go...

2ND PLACE:

Kara Walton, of Claymont, Delaware sued the owner of a night club in a nearby city because she fell from the bathroom window to the floor, knocking out her two front teeth. Even though Ms. Walton was trying to sneak through the ladies room window to avoid paying the $3.50 cover charge, the jury said the night club had to pay her $12,000....oh, yeah, plus dental expenses. Go figure.

1ST PLACE : (May I have a fanfare played on 50 kazoos please)

This year's runaway First Place Stella Award winner was Mrs. Merv Grazinski, of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, who purchased a new 32-foot Winnebago motor home. On her first trip home, from an OU football game, having driven onto the freeway, she set the cruise control at 70 mph and calmly left the driver's seat to go to the back of the Winnebago to make herself a sandwich. Not surprisingly, the motor home left the freeway, crashed and overturned. Also not surprisingly, Mrs. Grazinski sued Winnebago for not putting in the owner's manual that she couldn’t actually leave the driver's seat while the cruise control was set. The Oklahoma jury awarded her, are you sitting down, $1,750,000 PLUS a new motor home. Winnebago actually changed their manuals as a result of this suit, just in case Mrs. Grazinski has any relatives who might also buy a motor home.

Are we, as a society, getting more stupid????

It's Baaaackk....

Ok, Warning!!!! This post is WAY too much information for some folks. Honestly, I don't care if anyone reads it. It is here for me, and for anyone going through/having gone through this crap. Of course I do know that since I stated that, some of you won't be able to help yourselves and will have to read on. Don't say I didn't warn you though.

I kind of knew it was coming. The signs have been there for the last few months. Pimples--that was the first sign. Night sweats (eeewww!!!), could have been a form of hot flashes. Then the mood swing. My mood swing involves me getting a big "why me" or "poor me" complex. And a feeling of not being appreciated. Then Friday, a whopper of a migraine. (Now by itself, this wouldn't have meant anything. But I do have to say, I don't think I have had real bad one in quite awhile.) Sunday morning a back ache, later- slightly crampy. I knew it was coming. Even a few months ago, when I just had one symptom (pimples). Luckily I listened to my body and decided to put a pad on, even though I haven't needed one in 11 months. Sure enough--my period, monthly friend, Aunt Flo, whatever you want to call it, decided it was time to start showing up again. And with a vengeance!! I think my body is making up for those 11 months all at once. Very heavy and very uncomfortable. Mixed feelings on this whole thing. Glad my body isn't getting old before it's time. Glad to be done with the hot flashes- for now. Glad to lose the other menopause issues-for now. Can't say I missed my period though. I mean honestly, who would miss that?? I do still need to get my ovaries out though, which will put me right back in the same position I was before. I guess the bright side is that I get a break from all the crap for a few months. And if the drs see no hurry, maybe I'll wait til fall on the ovaries-so no hot flashes during the summer.

So chemo didn't totally crash my female body parts. Not a huge deal, again could do without the period, but still kind of nice to know that my body bounced back from that.

Snow Days and Superbowl

I have about had it with winter. I know, I live in the wrong area then. All this cold, snow, and dreary weather just gets to me! YUK! And last week the two storms that hit - did so on nights that Haley had gymnastics. We go to gymnastics, it's fine. Then on the way home, bad driving conditions. And of course it is supposed to do it again tomorrow! I'm not sure how much snow we are supposed to get though. School was cancelled this past Friday. I admit it was a nice little break.

Saturday we went out to eat at a newer restaurant in New Lenox -Gatto's. It was really good! I wasn't sure what I should get. Too many choices. It bills itself as the "best Italian comfort food in the south suburbs". Huge portions. Very friendly.

Yesterday we watched the Superbowl at home with our neighbors. Of course once it was over, the girls couldn't fall asleep. I know Jenna was still up at midnight. Not sure about Haley.

Thursday I had an appt with Dr. S also. Went okay. Not really alot can be done for the nips being just a tad too high. I think I can live with it though. I will have to choose a lighter color for the tattooing so it won't show through shirts. Yes, you get to pick the color. She pulled out something very similar to a paint chip chart and showed us what most people go with and the various choices. No kidding. I had heard about this, but didn't quite believe it. Her office also asked if she could use my pictures in a presentation she is giving to medical personnel. I don't care! Why would I?? My name is not on them and my face is not showing. I plan on telling her she can use my pics for future patients that want to see her work.

The girls first day of intramural volleyball is today. I have to pick them up at 5. They were of course so worried about how bad they were going to be! I wish they would get over that.

HaHa!!!

These were part of a discussion on stay at home moms on the bulletin boards tonight. The first I had seen before, the second one of the ladies made up......

Housekeeping Monthly 13 May 1955

The good wife's guide·

*Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready, on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.
*Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.
*Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.
* Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives.
* Gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper etc. and then run a dustcloth over the tables.
* Over the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering for his comfort will provide you with immense personal satisfaction.
* Prepare the children. Take a few minutes to wash the children's hands and faces (if they are small), comb their hair and, if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet.
* Be happy to see him.
* Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in your desire to please him.
* Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first - remember his topics of conversation are more important than yours.
* Make the evening his. Never complain if he comes home late or goes out to dinner, or other places of entertainment without you. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure and his very real need to be at home and relax.
* Your goal: Try to make sure your home is a place of peace, order and tranquillity where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit.
* Don't greet him with complaints and problems.
* Don't complain if he's late home for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Count this as minor compared to what he might have gone through that day.
* Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or have him lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.
* Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing and pleasant voice.
* Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgement or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him.
* A good wife always knows her place.

Ok, now for the new version!!

Young Women on Chemo Guide, 28 January, 2008

The good wife's guide

* Have dinner ready. Order Pizza from local pizza place and have them deliver. I've had a rough day of puking and crapping myself and I can't be bothered to feed anyone right now when I can't even stand the smell of food. If they don't like it there's always peanut butter and jelly!
* Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to clean the puke off the bathroom floor, wash the underwear you pee'd in from puking so hard. All three pairs. Brush what's left of your hair. Put some powder and lipstick on to try and put some color to your face, instead of the pasty white shell it has become.
* Try to refrain from telling him you felt like death today, that you tried to put on make up and ended up poking yourself in the eye with the mascara brush cause your eyes are so puffy and sensitive, or that yet more hair fell out in the shower. We don't want to bother him with our sob stories.
* Clear away the clutter. Put all of your pill bottles back into the bathroom cabinet. Rinse out your puke bowl. Clean up all the saltine crackers that have crumbled in the bed or on the couch, that you ate trying to calm your stomach which was about to hurl for the umpteenth time.
* Gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper etc. and then run a dustcloth over the tables. Tell the kids to wait at least an hour before they ask dad to help them with their math homework, as you couldn't because the chemo brain's left you to where you can't even focus through 5th grade math any longer.
* Over the cooler months of the year crank up the heater until everyone else has sweat pouring off of them. With no little to no hair, much of your body heat is escaping rapidly and you spend many days chilled to the bone. If he doesn't like it tell him where he can shove the nearest umbrella.
* Prepare the children. Tell the kids to go wash their hands and faces. Tell them to pick up their crap for the 5th time, to get off the computer or video game and to actually do some work around the house. Yell at them that they don't know what hard is and that they have it easy.
* Flip him off if he says one snide remark to you.
* Flip him off again and mumble curse words if he says sorry, but he's just had a bad day.
* Listen to him. If he's speaking softly it may be just the boring dull conversation you need to hear "blah blah blah" about his long day, stupid job, dumb people at work that just might lull you into a long needed nap.
* Make the evening his. That's right. Anything left that you didn't get to ie. dishes, cleaning, kids, litterbox, trash, etc...he can deal with it...I'm going to bed.
* Your goal: Try to make it through the next day without puking, crapping or peeing yourself, and ringing his neck.
* Don't greet him with complaints and problems. He'll see it all on his own soon enough.
* Don't complain if he's late home for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Just throw his crap out on the lawn. I'm sure he will try to tell you he's had a bad day. Throw a sheet and pillow out there for him too then, poor freaking baby.
* Make him comfortable. Let him have the bed if he's good. There's no getting comfortable laying down anyway after chemo so you'll be on the couch, dozing in and out of consciousness, between the puking and putting suppositories up your butt for the nauseousness, yet once again while he slumbers away without a care in the world in his big comfy bed. Idiot.
* Arrange his pillow that you drooled on when you were able to drift off for 15 minutes during the afternoon on the bed by turning it over. He'll never know.
* Don't ask him questions about anything. Not unless you want a long explanation of something that you won't even remember you asked and have to hear him ramble on and on about it.
* A good wife always knows when to tell her imbecile husband to sthu.


Translation of sthu=shut the hell up.
Too funny.

WoooHooo...

Ok, maybe it is just a little too early to celebrate. But I only have 4 more Herceptin infusions to go. April 15th is the last one!! Then I see about getting this damn port out. I have to admit I am a little apprehensive about this, as it means we are done with all treatment, we have done all we can do. Will it be enough?? Or somewhere down the road do I have to do this all over again?? I choose to believe it will be enough. I have to hold onto that. It will be really weird not having all the dr appts though. I know they will monitor me closely-that helps.

As for the friends I asked for the thoughts and prayers for the other day.....Courtney does not have cancer in her spinal fluid! Yeah. They don't have the final path report yet, but her dr is fairly certain. She does have bone mets though, that was found out before this latest scare. And Danica does have leukemia, but it is a new primary-this isn't the kind you get from chemo. She is now in the hospital in New York, her family taking care of her 3 kids, while she has chemo everyday for at least the next 21 days.

As for these nips--still not sure. I will have to ask her next week how much I can expect them to go down. Hopefully alot. Alot!! I do think one is just a tad higher than the other. They are shaped slightly different, so maybe that lends to that effect.