This whole trip is bittersweet. I'm still looking forward to it - getting out of town, being in New York City for the first time, and having two days off from work. I know the ultimate purpose is not a pleasure trip but rather to stay focused and to gather more information on this never-ending sh*t. I guess I'm just looking forward to getting on a plane and leaving town. The thought of talking to a specialist is strangely comforting. I hope she holds the missing piece.
Katie isn't very happy about the trip - she really wants to go. She and I have always talked about how we would visit New York for the first time, just the two of us, since Tom has always declined the invitation, sending his blessings for our long weekend away in the Big Apple. Of course, she completely understands the nature of the trip and doesn't discount it in any way. She loves us and wants us to find answers. She'll enjoy her stay at the Stuarts' far more than she would a day in a medical facility.
Tom is still about the same. His steroid dosage was increased recently, so he has a little more strength (and attitude!). I love that grouchy man...
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