I love coming home – even though it means getting up at 4:30 a.m. to get to the airport by 6:00 a.m. or so for the 7:17 a.m. flight and it means saying good-bye to John and Sue. One of the good things about this terrible situation is reconnecting with my dear friends after 29 years!
I have learned to check my bag and take a wheel chair as the Houston Airport is HUGE. Again my amazing friend Jaynie got me upgraded to first class, seat 1E – the first seat in the plane. And, checking in and taking a wheelchair is made much easier if you have the elite status. Thanks Jaynie!
I’m a little on edge regarding the low platelet situation – what my mind can do to me. Will I be asking the man next to me if blood is coming out my eyes or ears? Hope not. And, I sure he hopes not! All goes smoothly (no bleeding, whew!) and Mike is there to get me. My bag is first on the baggage belt with a big tag that say Elite Status! Thanks again, Jaynie.
My house welcomes me home. It’s sunny and warm. Nancy comes over and brings me lunch. I feel OK and relax the rest of the day.
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