Happy Valentine’s Day

Hi all,

All went well at my white cell injection yesterday.  Poured rain all the way there and back.  Never fails when we have to hit the road for chemo or an appt. of some kind.  Lani was my chauffeur since Bill was busy tending to the horses and the barn.  We endured the rain and had lunch at Luby’s Cafeteria and ran several errands. 

Bill and I have heard from so many of you that we met on our trip.  Bill played 3 card poker with a very nice lady named Janet from Minnesota.  I sat behind them in the cheering section since I am not much of a gambler.  (I like video poker.  Simple and easy to get up from if you start losing)!  Anyway we heard from Janet and from Julia who was with a group of young ladies from Texas that we sat next to at Wolfgang Puck’s in the MGM Grand.  By the way best linguine and clams I have ever had. 

Today will be a slow relaxing day.  Bones ache from the injection and lots to catch up on.  Lani and I are going over ideas for our book and can’t wait to really get it started.  Bill has been sent on more errands.  Should take him a few hours today.  I think I’ll take the phone off the hook.  The boy needs to learn to fend for himself…right?  I had several comments about males in grocery stores too.  The funnies are endless.  Go figure.

On Thursday I have been notified that I have a mammogram scheduled.  This is part of the BRCA testing trials stuff.  Hopefully all will go well and I won’t have to worry about the ta-ta’s.  I mean, how many body parts can one dispose of????  Bill and I need to go back to Vegas and revisit Madame Tussuad’s wax museum.  In there it is all pretend and I could pretend I have a whole body again.  Man, the figures they created in wax were remarkable.  So real looking.  Even scary at times.  But I had my picture taken with one of my favorites.  Dean Martin and the Rat Pack.  Awesome….He didn’t care if I was missing parts!

I’ll report more after Thursday’s mammogram.  Stick with me…I need those prayers to keep coming.  You are my backbone and friends are God’s way of telling us we are loved.

Ride,Baby,Ride!

Leilani