It was a long weekend. Friday, Wendy and Kristen and I made a trip up to the Cleveland Clinic to meet with Dr. Kim. He was a nice man. You could tell he was way too smart for his own good and struggled within himself to speak in terms so that the everyday average person could understand. I'm guessing that he also got made fun of a lot by other students in grade school, but it is usually these people who amount to the most successful adults. Funny how that works.

Anyway, it was crazy how we left there and he said that people have made mistakes before (referring to my cancer diagnosis). He agrees with the last 20 doctors that have looked at the pathology reports and the CT slides...the nodules in my lungs look like infection, not cancer. Wendy and Kristen were disgusted with Dr. Payne, because (according to Dr. Kim) perhaps more action (surgery) could have been taken if we would have done something months ago. So, until he confirms it as well, I am going to pray for some weird infection, however, I know that is not the reality of the situation.

After leaving the Clinic, we went to Benihana's, a Japanese steakhouse. I had been craving sushi for a week. The next day woke up to fluids coming out of every orfice in my body, not to mention the fever, the chills, and the total lack of energy. I was so tired, Wendy had to put my socks on for me. Not even Chemotherapy compared to what I felt like on that day.

Anyway, Costley Ct. played on Sat. night. I missed the whole thing because of food poisoning or some weird intestinal virus. Oh well. My Mom is not feeling well today, and says that she has what I had, but I feel better just 24 hours later...so we'll see. When I got up the next day Coop and I went over to the restaurant becuase a few of our friends spent the night, which was very cool.

Here is a great vid I took of Coop dancin' the night away on Friday night...
*Note the one shoe missing


Me and Mr. Knox...


Smile, today could be your last.