One bad egg

Well, I thought I just might get through this process with 100% satisfaction guarantee with docs, nurses and hospital, but I didn't.  I found the rotten egg today...fooey.  One in eight days is not too bad though!!!!  On a much better note though he did deliver great news.  He (the breast specialist) said in his professional opinion that "those parts" are fine and the cysts that were seen on the sonogram is due from my HRT but nothing to be concerned about.

My muscle pain is decreasing, but I've been a little jaded to the positive direction of that due to continuing with a very sore throat, ear ache and the discovery of a swollen gland on the back of my neck yesterday. Obviously, my immunity is down and am having difficulty fighting off anything.  I have some other bizarro symptons that I'll be discussing with Dr. #1 and Dr. #2 when I see both of them again on Wednesday.

While I hung out at the hotel again David took the girls to the Grand Palace.  I'm really glad they've had some good daddy/daughter dates this past week.  I've missed being a part of them, but I'm so thankful for their special times together.  Here are some pics of their day together.

feeding the birds...one landed on Abigail!

Topped off the nite with some Tex-Mex!!!  First time we've had mexican food in almost 4 months!  These Thai waitresses didn't know what to think about these Americans who kept asking for chips and salsa refills!

The city is beautiful lit up at night.

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 So, one bad egg is not so bad when coupled with LOTS of prayers being answered!