No New Is Good News (Plus, Check Out This Wig)

At Dr. Ueno's office, after reading my good PET scan report.

Happy kids at our recent Bandera getaway. I took them on a "Mom's secret surprise" weekend, with the location only revealed upon arrival.

Just back from Houston, and we do not "have a problem"! Tuesday was the usual "extreme scan-over" marathon. I drew the radiologist known to be very picky and less liable to commit to conclusions. But the worst she said about a couple of bone spots was "indeterminate": It's hard to read bone, and often healing bone will look like this. So we continue to be optimistic, particularly since she never used the C word (or the M word, for that matter) in her impressions.

So...I celebrated by going to a wig shop. I was innocently trying this blonde wig on, just to check the style. And I said to myself, "Not bad. So, why not?" And let me tell you, the husband is digging it! Stay tuned for more wigs to come. If a wardrobe of wigs is OK for Dolly Parton....

Fun update: We had a terrific time in Bandera...We had a lovely trail ride and the kids rode a second time and got to canter...Hank summoned his inner Eagle Scout and made a fabulous campfire...Sally is getting the kids (at least a little) interested in star watching in preparation for Big Bend next month.

Oh, and thanks to my late dad, I bought a Honda Odyssey. My 10-year-old van had to be put into "car hospice." Now I am sittin' purty! And the DVD player will just the thing for the wide-open spaces of West Texas.

Love to all,

Sally