Christmas was a great Distraction. Let the worrying begin.

So.  Tomorrow.  We will be spending most of tomorrow at the SCCA building down by Lake Union.  There will be checking in, examinations, tests, meeting, signing of papers and pledging of big money to cover extras and there will be the "THESE ARE THE POSSIBLE SIDE-EFFECTS"  the old full disclosure thing.  I think I need to schedule some drinking when we are done. 

We will be much more informed and more afraid, and more scared and more terrified.  But there is no other choice.  None.  While the risks are huge, the non-treatment is option has a certain outcome.  I can only imagine if she relapses a third time. 

Maybe the reason I love terriers is that they never give up.  They are the reason we have the word "dogged" .  It has meaning and a valid reason behind it. 

Lily knew there was food on the table and it took her all day but she found it.

We know there is health out there and we are going to find it and embrace it.

Now I must do a few more loads of dishes.