Valentine's Day

Two years ago, I met my oncologist and got really bad news. Last year I hosted a party celebrating life and love. I wanted to celebrate the people in my life who have made an impact. This year I've got some family with me and I'm keeping the party quiet.

A trip to Florida last week to the "Happiest Place in the World" turned into a very different experience which was cut short. I had a seizure. Our best action was to get back to BC. Three of the ten of us returned and drove straight to the hospital from the airport where I was admitted. I spent a night in Emerg (had an MRI) and another night on the oncology unit. Just as we were to be discharged (and literally being transferred to the wheelchair), I had a second seizure... so back to bed for me.

After a few hours of recovery, we decided it was time to go home. And that's where we are now.

We are all very tired. If little things could have gone wrong, they did. We are all relatively unscathed but weary and emotional. It seems that stressful situations (people, noise, making big decisions, etc.) overwhelm me so I'm asking that communications be kept to email or Facebook. No visitors at this time please.

Since I didn't go on rides at Disney World, I created my personal roller in ER!