I have been wanting to visit my sister Bonnie in Erie, PA since she had surgery two weeks ago. Watching the weather reports, I decided to leave Monday of this week, and return on Tuesday. A quick one-night trip. But perfect timing. The weather was fine both ways, and changed to winter almost as soon as I returned home.
We have never taken that exact route, and I have never driven that long by myself before (5 hours). So now I have!
Bonnie is recovering very well, and looks terrific. She moves slowly and with caution, of course. But she is healing and going on with her life!
After much careful thought, considering both her own issues and our family history (since we have had two cousins with the same rare cell-type of cancer as I mine, there seems to be a connection), Bonnie decided it was time to just say good-bye to those offending organs. A
courageous decision, it seems to me.Once her decision to have a hysterectomy was made, she asked for the first available date, which turned out to be two days before Thanksgiving. That meant she and Charlie were not able to join our family Thanksgiving gathering, and we missed them. But, amazingly, she came home from the hospital that day, and we talked by phone.
Good news: the doctor reported that there were no surprises. He did not expect to find cancer, and he did not. The post-surgery cell-tests also were clear!
