Father Daughter Manis & Pedis?

Who says cancer doesn't bring out the best in us? Yesterday my mom and her father (along with Didi and Coco) had a group spa day and got manicures and pedicures. Being an old Frenchman, it was far from his first manicure, but the first pedicure in his 81 years. Impressive. In case it's been a while (or never) since any of you have been to the nail salon, here's a little reminder of what it's like (courtesy of Coco).

It was a long day for Mom, but she sounded happy to get out of the house for a few hours. She had an appointment with Dr. K who removed the stent from her left ureter, which she was surprised to learn was about a foot long! He was able to do the procedure right in the office with a little scope while Mom was awake, which she described as not exactly the most pleasant thing ever, but not the most painful either. We'll see how the left kidney does without the stent, and hopefully it won't need to be replaced.

She also went to the cancer center to have labs drawn, and to drop off a plethora of samples. When we meet with Dr. D tomorrow, we should get all the results back.

I should be home in time for a big family lunch, and can't WAIT to see my Mom. Talking on the phone just isn't the same. Maybe we'll even get to opening our Christmas presents.

While I'm home, we're going to organize her medical papers that are stacking up rapidly, and go through the fridge to clean out old left-overs and make room for lots of fresh, healthy goodies.