Peg was diagnosed June 12 last year. Major surgery on June 23. Our friend Bruce Patt, who was good company in the waiting room that day, took this photo last night after dinner on our back deck.We met with Peg's oncologist just before our Colorado trip two weeks ago, and learned that Peg's numbers were slightly elevated. Below 20 is considered normal, and Peg tested at 30. She had been as low as 5. (For comparison, when she was so ill last summer the number was close to 300).
For now, it's just a number. We see Dr. B. on July 14 and we'll see if it's trending up or staying steady. We're not freaking out, and we don't want you to, either.
We had a wonderful (but really brief) Colorado visit with Peg's (almost 90 year-old) mom and family. We wish we had more time to visit friends. Got up into the Rockies and did a little hiking around Silverthorne, just north of Breckenridge.
Peg so loves the Rockies. It was great to be back. We had to cancel attending our niece's wedding last summer, so we hadn't been there for a year and a half. Plus, according to my wife, I don't snore at that altitude.
We had great fun seeing our niece's new baby and reconnecting with everyone, but Sacramento is really our home. We've been here for 22 years and in our house for 21 years. Oh, and as long as we're counting, on August 15 it'll be the 24th anniversary of when I met Peg at our friends Kent and Diane's backyard barbecue in Denver.
I swear on my Captain Underpants secret decoder ring to be better about posting more frequently!
