I think my family thought seeing the Grand Canyon was on my bucket list. I don’t really have a bucket list; I do have an unfinished projects list.
Diane and I, Grandma and our friend, Judy met our younger son, Robin and wife Aubrie in Las Vegas. That place is a smoker’s paradise! You don’t even have to light up to smoke a cigarette.
We rented a van and drove to the south rim. Robin and Aubrie’s friends, Kampie, and Philipp joined us there. The canyon was awesome. “Grand” is quite an understatement. It was a beautiful sight, and a real bonus there was the night sky. I’m glad we got to do that.
Over several weeks, I had been noticing my kidneys. I’m not usually aware of my kidneys, but I was experiencing an increasing awareness to the point one day of borderline discomfort. I called my oncologist. She said to bring in a urine sample. I did and it turned out to be nothing.
Maybe it was psychosomatic because I know this cancer can affect your kidneys, and also, once you’ve had cancer, every little bump and gurgle may be indicating another cancer.
I should have stuck with “plan A,” wait the weekend and see how I feel before calling anyone. I did ask the doc if we could increase my lifting limit at work, its ten pounds. If we doubled it, I would appear to be making progress. She said ask the neurologist, he said “Come and see me.” At least the ball is rolling.