My legs hurt this morning. I knew it was just a matter of time. I’ve been going up and down these steps since I got here.

My brother is taking my mother and I on a road trip. We are going to Mexico for part of the day.

Take a pill and have cane, will travel.

It Christmas morning. The house is so quiet. My internal clock is still on east coast time.

My stomach is still upset and I have a headache that won’t go away.

Despite all this, today was a good day.

We are truly blessed.

You know with Mister being in the kennel and the fact that I was so tired when I arrived last night, one would think I’d still be in bed sleeping late, getting used to the time difference. Not. I’m up around 7.30 am (EST), which is 5.30 am here. Maybe I’ll go back to bed.

My brother’s house has steps and of course the bedrooms are on the second floor. I’m doing pretty good going up and down the steps.

My stomach is very upset. I’m spending more and more time in the bathroom today.

Today is my first time flying since I’ve been ill.

I’ve lighten my load by shipping my clothes out beforehand and the only thing I’m going to carry is my laptop and lunch bag. I’ll have my cane with me just in case.


I’m glad I had the foresight to bring the cane. I really needed it a few times today.

I don’t like the DC (Dulles) airport. They need to be more like the Atlanta airport and put in some subways (at least one) and the moveable sidewalks.

Finally in Tucson – I’m tired. With the two hour time difference and the drive to the house, it’s midnight by the time we get here.

Ten more days until Christmas.

Six more days until my next treatment.

Other than the fact that my feet hurt and my toes are numb, I'm hanging in there.

Stuffed UP!!

It was down right brutal last night!! Back in the 20’s. Crazy dog – he just wanted to play. So sorry, momma was not having it.

After I take Mister Cross to get his shots updated. I’m coming home and going to bed and kick the “you know what” out of this cold.

I just might get arrested for trying to buy too much Sudafed and other cold remedies you have to sign for these days.

Damn Crackheads make life difficult for us honest cold suffering folks.

Man O Man.

I’m coming down with a cold.

This crazy A** weather. It’s hard to predict what to wear. I tend to dress for the current month, rather than the temperature of the day. Remember what mamma used to tell you – “I don’t care what the temperature is, it’s still (fill in whatever fall/winter month here), now go change your clothes.”

However, once in the office, it’s usually too hot or cold depending on what side of the building you are on and whether or not the heat is working.

Got my last test results back and once again, I’m “spilling protein” from somewhere.

It’s not too bad. Or perhaps I should say, I don’t need to see Dr. Garrett again anytime soon.