A Promise is a Promise..

...and so I give you a picture of my sister, Wendy, in her Nursing School's clinicals uniform.  I can't tell you how proud I am of her; she inspires me every day.  I know that any time I need to talk about anything she's there with her Sepulveda ears (which are nicely hidden in the picture above) ready to give encouragement or anything else I need.


I had my follow up with Dr. Ramaswamy today, and we talked about my mortality, and not in a frightening way, nor in a Pollyanna manner, either.  I told him I had gotten way past the 'oh, I'm dying' part and happily into, the 'Yay, I'm living' attitude.  That's not to say I'm not mindful of how things will progress, and I have made all the necessary arrangements, as I've said before.  So, I may be ready, but I'm not READY, if you get my drift.  I feel strong!  I feel invincible... today. ;)


Now I am looking forward to what should be a really wonderful weekend, weather-wise.  I may have to go get some sun... I can use the vitamin D and gods know I could use some color.  Maybe I'll take a short walk and see how that goes.  I just want to be up and moving.  


Ok, so there you have it; my sister's picture, and doesn't she look fabulous?  I love you, Wendy, and thank you Dean for taking the picture.  I love you, too. :)


Live long and prosper, all.