“When You Come to a Fork in the Road, Take It.”

Thanks Yogi.  Not the kind of yogi that bend and twists their bodies into knots.  I'm talkin’ Yogi Berra, the famous baseball player and manager.  What a quote.  In this journey, the fork has been met.  Not to make a decision on which fork to take would mean to be stuck and of course that gets you nowhere. 

The fork to be taken on this journey leads to The University of Texas MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston (the strikethrough in the word cancer is part of their logo).  The wheels have started turning with Miki’s name on them and we will be there November 18 to get her back on track towards better health and a fuzzy head of hair.  It will be the biggest leap of faith in our 32 years of leaping.  When your oncologist tells you that they have given you the strongest drugs available for your kind of cancer and they have not worked as expected, it’s time to leap.  With much encouragement, relatively quick planning, and a fair amount of blind trust, a journey within the journey will soon begin.

There are unsuspecting doctors out there that don’t know it yet, but will soon meet up with a dynamo named Miki.  They will fall in love with her spirit, as we all have, and bust their cumulative butts to find a connection to her health and well being. 

As she was getting ready for the day today, she was sitting on the edge of the bed finishing our version of a sponge bath.  I was sitting next to her thinking to myself, this is the most beautiful woman I know.  Complete with her baldhead and jittery fingers (from meds), I can’t imagine being anywhere else with anyone else.  I wanted to tell her, but as I was forming the words in my head, I was tearing up at the same time.  I don’t know about you, but I can’t talk when I cry.  I held them off and it went unnoticed, but I carried that thought in my head all day long.  At this point, its what gets me up each morning and puts me to bed each night.  So doctors, get your “A” game in order…Miki’s comin’ to Houston.

The more planning we make the more planning we need, so for the next few days if your neighborhood experiences some power surges, it’s just us sucking away some energy to keep moving forward.  So many things to prepare for and unknowns to plan for, but the fork has been chosen and in the end it’s a leap.

On a lighter note (or is it)...I continue to dominate the Mikmeister in Cribbage, even though she squeaks out a game now and then.

Nothing more satisfying than beating someone in a
hospital bed.

My Zen from Home:  It’s all doable.  I wouldn’t choose to go through what Miki is experiencing or what it is like for me either, but it is what it is.  How you navigate through it is the question.  We’ve both done things we probably thought were not possible or at the minimum, difficult.  But just like getting ready to go to MD, one step at a time makes it doable and you look no further than inside yourself for the next step.  It’s all doable.

There are no rules!