It Never Ends

Mrs X flew to Ft Worth Thursday to meet with her medical specialists.

I got a text from her saying that the airline overbooked the flight and offered $300 to anyone to take the 5:00 flight instead. She was already on the plane.

I told her to tell them I triple dog dare ya!

We’ll see how my flight to Denver goes next month…


At 5:00 yesterday evening, after she had returned home she got a call from her r/a doctor asking “are you still in town?”

“No, I am back home.”

“Well, I need you to come back up ASAP. We need to run another CT scan. Your lung x-ray is showing some abnormalities…”

After a little scrambling, Mrs X decided not to drive to here, then on to Ft Worth as “it’s too hard on her.” the drive.

I did not protest, nor did I volunteer. I am in the middle of planting and every single day is a weeding nightmare. I hope I don’t regret not going.

So she made an open end reservation to fly up Sunday, and stay until the doctors got all they needed.

She got chewed out by her doc for continuing to smoke. The doctor was very vocal about expressing her disapproval.

I don’t rag on her about it, though I probably should have. She is having a very hard time quitting.

Myself, I walked away from smoking last June. I woke up one morning after an evening of heavy smoking, and I was out of breath. When the handwriting is on the wall, ya better pay attention.

Gotta go.