Surgery is in 2 weeks.

I had an appointment with the Dr., who is supposed to do my surgery, last Monday. He said I need a rod that goes from the top of my leg bone to my knee and he said a bolt at the top. He didn't say pin he said bolt. He didn't show me what it looked like but they have a video here, click on patient education and then hip. Next, click on femur fracture fixation with intramedullary rod. This is close to what he will be doing. I had to go to my Dr. and get cleared for surgery and now just waiting on blood work. Not looking forward to this but I will be bionic when I'm done! Cool.

Last week I had a Dr. appointment on Monday with

an orthopedic surgeon to find out about getting a pin

in my leg. But, he was a spine Dr. not a hip Dr.

He told me, at first, that I needed to be using a walker or

crutches. By the end of the appointment, however, we'd

worked it down to a cane. I was also scheduled for another

appointment on last Thursday to see a hip Dr.

At that appointment I found out: I have to use a walker,

I'm not supposed to put weight on that leg, he said to

walk as little as possible, the tumor has

eaten 75% of the top of the leg bone and it breaking is just

a matter of when. They wouldn't let me walk out of the

office I had to ride in a wheelchair. I also found out the last Dr. doesn't do

surgery on patients with cancer, it requires a specialist, so today

I have another appointment with that Dr.

When I found out I had to have a walker I asked Chuck

to call his mom. His sister was able to get a walker and a wheelchair

for me to use. What a blessing.

Saturday, Chuck took me to a small art festival in Winter Springs.

He made me use the wheelchair. I have to say it was very relaxing for

me but a lot of work for him (there were a couple of hills).

This was the best show I've been to in a while. It wasn't huge

but the art was good which I wasn't expecting. I thought it would

be more crafts because it was a smaller show. This first photo is for

"Tricia" I know how much you love clowns.

A couple of months ago we were at the beach sitting in

our chairs under the umbrella. I saw this group of teenagers

walking and smiled. The next thing I knew they walked up

to us and told us they were with a youth group from a church

here in Florida. They asked if there was anything we needed

prayer for. Chuck told them about my cancer and they told us

about a lady at their church going through something similar.

They said they would all be praying for me. I was very surprised

they walked up to us. I hadn't seen them stop and talk to anyone

before us or after the left. I felt like God was letting me know

He's there and He cares.

Not so great news yesterday. They want to put a pin, or pins, in my leg. I don't know anything beyond that. I see the Orthopedic Surgeon Monday.