The day after Peter and I talked to my doctor about the results of the MRI of my tongue, we all piled in the truck for a road trip to Destin, Florida. Peter was not able to go with us because of work and it was very hard for him to stay home worrying about what might be wrong with me.
It was a wonderful road trip and a beautiful destination. I just wanted to enjoy the beach, the scenery, the ocean, and most of all, time with my kids. We walked, we swam, we tried not to drown in the undertow, and we had a wonderful feast where we all cooked something, including a Chilean Sea Bass that we found at the grocery store. (Yum Yum!!! It was good!) We stopped in Lafayette on the way and ate lunch after wandering around downtown a bit. We drove by what used to be called USL and what I thought was always one of the prettiest college campuses with its huge oak trees and red brick buildings. And we enjoyed rain almost every day!
Coming home was: everyone back to school and a petscan, biopsy, portacath and peg tube placements and doctors appointments all the time. It really was one of the best vacations I've ever had.
