The import of it all is that it is the disseminated abdominal mets which make her cancer inoperable. If those go away there's a path forward for curative surgery. (And this has happened to another patient during this clinical trial.)

I'm sorry you're going through hell to get there, but THIS ^^ is potentially amazing for you!!

Also, not surprised that Emmett is coming through for y'all. Proud of hm, though he has always seemed that he would. And, yes, didn't take long in this body to make me an ID non-believer.

Ooops, Shrift, I forgot to reply to this:

Just LET ME HAVE THIS DREAM, okay?

What I want to know is what costume am I wearing in this dream?

Something fluffy and Shirley Temple-esque: [link]

Darth Tigger is ON this.

Happy Walpurgis Night to those who observe!

Eggs, bacon, toast, and hash browns: I went out to breakfast at Huddle House very early this morning, and appeared to be their first customer of the day. The restaurant filled up while I was eating, and it was exclusively a roomful of grizzled, grey-bearded old codgers except for me.

Uh oh...

Air show with all the unexpected guests actually ended up going well. Brendon went to the beach with the 5 girls and 7 of his team, and I stayed on the balcony with my sisters. I laid out a bunch of food which was appreciated by all. Teenage basketball players can eat! The security people were super complimentary about the boys. Several of them came up and told him what a well-behaved bunch they were. They are really, which is why he didn't hesitate to have them over. They walked down to the public access then joined the rest of our gang on the beach. Great air show and the weather was perfect. The beachgoers were all sunburned, while the balcony dwellers were not.

2nd day of the show today although it started several hours late because of storms. Zooming around now. Also Heat basketball playoff! And my sister's birthday.

Timelies all!

Another Malice in the books(so to speak). More authors to check out. Next year will be interesting, as it will be in the middle of Passover.(Passover is very late next year) I guess I'll be bringing my lunch every day...

Ran the dog in the woods, washed the dog (she rolled in something disgusting), then did a bunch of yard work, including yet another attempt to block the holes under the fence by which the rats transit into my yard. The house behind me has not been well-maintained and is now being flipped (again). I doubt the flippers or realtors will deal with the rats either.

Watched the Dubs game (yay, Steph Curry is a fucking miracle), now I'm roasting vegetables so I will have lunches this week. I'm going to class at the local CG base and there is nowhere to eat there but Subway and the military galley, which is cheap but not particularly good. Making my first attempt at baba ghanoush.

I really need to get off the fic-reading kick. It's so much easier to read Star Wars time-travel AUs than real fiction, but I know I'm missing out on good stuff. Bah.

Sigh. I'm dealing with the stress of clients who are not paying on time. Normally that's just part of the process, but this time of year it's always tight and it's just exhausting.

Facebook is useful sometimes for confirming that the guy who was a giant ass in high school is still a giant ass.