Gotta get outta Dodge

So with all this activity in a short period of time, we are feeling like we need to get away. Dad has gone to MT and needs a pickup at the airport on Fri. evening of Memorial Day weekend. I have Friday off and we’d like to get started early. What to do? I haven’t told my family anything yet because I really want to know what I’m dealing with before I have to say anything at all. Have lots of support from work friends, from friends who have gone through real breast cancer surgery, treatment and reconstruction.

I contact local sister and brother to see if they can help out as I’ve just gone through a health care scare. Did that start the phone lines humming? You bet. And then local sis calls NM sis to see what’s going on. She doesn’t know and is now worried.

I start getting calls from Dad, sis in NM and they are wondering what is going on. Perhaps I didn’t take the right approach. I really didn’t want them to worry, I just needed a little help before I was ready to lay it all out. Oh well. Local sis agrees to pick Dad up at the airport and we leave the city.

It was great to reconnect with friends we have not been with for quite awhile. We get back in time, of course, to see the reconstructive surgeon on Tues. May 31.