May 1st - it has been 16 months since Roy's transplant and he is doing great. Yesterday he was down as he had blood work done Thursday and they were lower than what he had had done three weeks prior. He was sure he was out of remission and on and on, so I said email your doctor and tell him. He got the results of the blood work and didn't call Roy so he wasn't concerned. One time a nurse told him not to worry and they would tell him when it was time to worry. So Roy emailed his doctor, after I told him 3 or 4 times to do it, at 6:37 p.m. and he had an answer back at 6:44 p.m. Now, that is what I call service and Dr. C has always been this prompt. He said there was nothing to worry about, that would do a couple other blood tests and he would see him at his regular appt time, May 24. I wish I could get Roy to sell, move to a warmer climate and do a little traveling while we both are able, but I don't think that will ever happen. Roy told the doctor he had really been tired the last couple of months but so have I but I just attributed that to getting older, plus Roy has put in a garden which is hard work. I don't know, I suppose we will just sit and rot. At least I have my quilting business and it is booming. I would think with the way the economy is that the quilting business would be one of the first to get hit as to me it is a luxury but I am glad others don't think so.

Also, the end of March, my niece called and said my brother was in ICU in Tulsa and not expected to live. She was in Florida visiting her folks and Mike, my nephew was out of the country on business. They wanted me to go be with Gary until they could get home so I took off and got there shortly before midnight. Gary was very, very sick but he has gradually improved. He was in ICU for 5 weeks but has now been moved to a rehab hospital; they took the breathing tube out before he left ICU but put in a trach to help his lungs and heart not have to work so hard. So that has been stressful for me as well.

The middle of April, a friend and I went to another friend's place for a week of sewing. While there I bought a puppy, emailed the girls and told them but not Roy. He was not too happy with me and still isn't, but at least he talks to him now. It is a toy poodle and just a doll. His name is Ben and is chocolate and white. His body hair is not curly but his head and rear end are and a lot of folks thinks he has some shu zitz u (sp? not correct) and he could have. Never really barks unjless we are playing with him and loves to sit on my lap in the evenings and sleep.

So life goes on. I will write when we get back from Houston to let everyone know how he is.

You know, if it would warm up and the sun would shine I think we both would feel better. I'm beginning to think I have the light deficiency problem (can't remember what it is called) as I function much better in the sunlight. Roy talked to a friend yesterday that he hadn't seen for a long time, and the friend told Roy he and his wife had a 40' motor home and just got back from Arizona and California. I said that would be wonderful; wish we could do that. No comment. Whenever we talk to the granddaughters in Florida via skype, they always ask when we are coming to Florida and grandpa never answers. I'm ready to go anytime. I know we don't have a lot of money but boy I would sure rather spend it while I'm able and not wait until I can't enjoy it.

Enough rambling. Thanks for listening all.