March 23, 2018. Playa Royale, Mexico. Moving On.

Tomorrow morning we fly to Mississippi on Air Ambulance. Rita and Ian will fly American Airline but we three decided on Monday that the 12 hourday would be too difficult for Ken. This evening, Ken had an appointment with The Urologist in order to begin the vaccine for his prostate cancer. He started bleeding so a catheter was put back. His urine is clear now so when we get to Mississippi the catheter will be removed. The vaccine has two parts. First an injection into Kens stomach followed by a little pill every day for three months. Then the whole drill is repeated. We are hoping for the best with the bleeding. His cough is difficult. Now we are delighted to return to Mississippi. We will miss our nurses and the delivery of medications delivered to our door. And we hope we can function with a helper in the home for Ken. He still needs someone walking beside him holding his arm and back. He is hoping he will improve. He is stronger than he was a month ago. Our bags are packed and will soon be beside the front door. The plan is to be picked up at 7:00 and be home at 12:30 where Christina will be there to greet us. We have one trip to the locker but Rita and Ian will look after that task. They leave the condo at 8:30 and will arrive at the house 12 hours later in Jackson. This will be ther first visit to our Mississippi home. They are making the journey in order to help us manage on American Airlines. I feel badly that our plans changed. But we will have them until next Wednesday when they fly to Montreal, before driving home to Ottawa. Ian is looking forward to a skiing date with grandson Tristen. So here we go, bound for Mississippi. These three months have been a bit of a bad patch. But we are always looking forward to the light at the end of the tunnel. Now we are moving on. But we might never get out of Mississippi. Time will tell.