A Bittersweet Week

Today was a sad day. Our cat Smokey had been diagnosed with a number of health problems. He had some liver damage, an infection of unknown origin, an open sore on his left cheek, and . . . worst of all . . . diabetes. His glucose was very high. So today I took him to the vet and had him put to sleep. Sandy agreed that this had to be done but did not want to know when. I made an appointment on Monday and he was put down today, on Friday. I pampered him all week while telling Sandy nothing about the appointment until she came home from work this evening.

We'll miss him, and we guess that Bandit will miss him, too.

On Wednesday the 16th, Sandy and I drove to the University of Chicago Hospital to see her doctor. We got there about 20 minutes early and didn't see the doctor for another two and a half hours. It was a busy place that night.

The good news is that Sandy is still very much in remission. The CA-125 score that must be below 35 to be in a "no-cancer" range was nine. 9! Good news indeed.

We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!