We really enjoyed our bread and soup dinner last night, and we missed those of you who couldn’t come. Tom’s family was finishing Bentley’s eagle project, which is a top priority, since Bentley turns 18 on Wednesday. Humm, our family seems to have a tradition of finishing eagle projects at the last minute. Anyway, the supper we had was great, and afterwards, we “girls” went to the women’s session of conference at our stake center. Then we had ice cream and brownies afterwards. We’ll do it again in the spring, of course, when the men have their priesthood session. I think it’s a wonderful tradition.
And we really enjoyed the conference sessions yesterday, and we’re looking forward to the talks today. It seems like they always tell us exactly what we need to know. And they’re very fast about getting the talks online–it takes them less than a week now.
Tomorrow is my PET scan, and my prep today is that I can’t eat carbs. The scheduling lady told me only to have meats and leafy vegetables. When I told her I couldn’t eat either of those, we settled on hard cheese. I guess it’s low in carbs. Thank goodness there’s Tillamook extra sharp aged white cheese, which I love. I bought a big brick of it at Winco. I talked to Jana McGettigan about the PET scan, since she’s had two of them. On the first one, the cancer around her throat lit up like a Christmas tree, but on the second, nothing showed at all. Naturally I’m hoping for nothing, but there’s the pain in my left hip that’s making me walk with my cane, still. I’m hoping to get that cured. And there’s the “spot” in my lung that’s growing. (1.5 cm now.) I’ll find out everything Thursday afternoon, when I talk to my oncologist. Naturally I appreciate all your prayers! I can feel the strength of them.
Paul and Stefanie are having their ultrasound on October 16. I’m thinking they’re going to have another boy, but maybe that’s because we’ve only had boys for the last nine years. A girl would be wonderful! Either way, we’re praying for a healthy baby. It will be grandchild number 36 for us. None of my brothers and sisters can compete with us any more. (But I think only Monica Allen was counting.) And the best is, Dad and I don’t have to do anything at all–just sit back and enjoy these wonderful grandchildren! Thanks to all of you for bringing children into the world, and for raising such wonderful families.
Love to all, Mom
