March 2, 2017..  I had to get the biopsy today on the area in question at my navel. I sure was not looking forward to it but actually dreaded it. You see, the coward in me really shows up. The thought of going into my belly button with something that is going to stick a hole in it and pull out a core sample just really gets under my skin. The procedure actually did not hurt much just the thought of it and the feeling that he was pushing all the way to my back bone in order to get the sample. No, not really...I think my imagination must have been going a bit wild. I will not hear from the results until about the middle of next week. I am praying they don't find any type of cancer there. 
We met with one of Dr Van Rhee's nurses again today to ask some last minute questions before we left MIRT. She has been so helpful not only here but I have emailed her several times on things I needed and she always has gotten them done for me. 
When we were in infusion getting my treatment yesterday, there was a new patient in the cubicle next to us that was from Clintwood, VA. It was nice to meet someone from our part of the country. This was their first trip here. He had been a school teacher in the Clintwood area. They seemed like real nice folks. 
We are trying to get things packed up for leaving in the morning to head home. We do plan to make the drive in one day again. I keep saying that I am not going to do it in one day in the future, but yet we still do it in one day. It seems like each trip gets harder and harder to make like that. On the other hand, it is hard to stop and unpack and then repack things the next morning to get back on the road when we stop to spend the night on the way home. I am just too accustomed to traveling with a camper, I guess.
I want to thank each of you for your comments, notes and text messages, but most of all, I want to thank you for your prayers.