Would you believe that Neil and I have to drive to the hospital (Issaquah to Seattle) at TWO A.M. tonight, just to get my chemo pump unhooked. In this storm! Can't have that pump running dry for too long. I have half a mind to rip it out of my chest myself, right here in my bed. Just like they used to do, on the frontier, in the days of yore.
If anybody happens to be along the I-90 corridor around 3 a.m., let us know. We can totally catch up-- see ya then!