Both of us were a little leary of what the doctors were going to say today, since this was a "got to see you today" type of urgency.
Didn't help the stress level that the first Doctor was 2.5 hours late (had a 2p appointment, finally saw him at 4:30p). We kept the rig hooked from the morning and I found a parking lot at the Cleveland Playhouse that was perfect! Girls and I chilled waiting on Connie to let us know if we were heading "east" back to Ashtabula, or "west" to the Heartland RV Rally.
Basically, though, they were both pleased with the way the radiation treatments she did in Texas in late March/early April were working. Things were shrinking, not growing which is good. Very good.
With that news, we were "free" to go to the National Heartland RV Rally, although we left the Cleveland Clinic at 5:45p. Driving by Progressive Field on a night the Indians were home at 6p with a 37' fifth wheel in tow is not that much fun.
Stopped at the first travel plaza in Indiana on the toll road, should be into Goshen tomorrow morning.
Life is all about "the stories".
This is ours from our RV somewhere in the U.S.
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