Last Friday Ron had his CT chest exray.  His appointment was at 12:30 but he didn't get taken back until 2:30 and then he was told the room wasn't ready and had to wait another 30 minutes.  To say he was peaved is only slightly describing his mood.  Then they tried to do another test (which had already been done the week before) and upon his insistence they looked long enough and finally confirmed that fact.  Now if he hadn't known what tests had already been done they would have repeated it and of course his insurance would have denied paying for it the second time and you know the hospital wouldn't have eaten that mistake.   What a bumble @#$% mess.  This did nothing to boost his confidence in the healthcare system.

On Saturday we learned that my son-in-law's mother (who also went all through school with Ron & I) was given a terminal diagnosis on Friday with a prognosis of 12 weeks.  She went in to see her doctor with a backache and after many tests it was confirmed that she has cancer throughout her body.  This news was hard to hear on the heals of Ron's cancer return.    I have a picture of Debbie and I sitting side-by-side in our first grade school picture with Ron standing behind us.  Debbie's son met my daughter when they were in kindergarten and I have a school picture of them too.   None of this would be surprising in a small town but we live in a city of over 130,000 people, not including the university.

Friday is our big day.  We will get the results of all Ron's recent tests.  Please keep him in your prayers!  Debbie too!