[TexasCowboy]

I'll post a map about how to get there, 'else the sheriff's department will be inundated with missing persons reports.

I'm excited, folks!
Only a few days left till I get a new leg bone and the pain stops.

I've learned a lot. Maybe someday God will put me in a situation where I can use that knowledge to help someone else.

Now I gotta go down for a test to measure my lung capacity.
They ain't missing a bet!

[Eaker]

I miss ya buddy!!!

[luvie]

You have a wonderful attitude and a great love for God and that will give you just the ammunition for killing this enemy!

A new leg and no pain--what a good deal! Go get all the tests done that need to be done so this thing can happen and happen soon!

Thanks for the reports you give us to let us know you're still fighting hard! You're the Cowboy!

[SandRat]

Sounds like they are checking from A - Z and back again.

[DLfromthedesert]

Gosh, TC; you have already helped so many people. And everybody praying for you can attest to that.

Always,

Donna

[stanz]

Hey TC,
On the stage, they say "Break a Leg" for good luck. Since you have already beat me to the punch, I'll just send you my wishes for a speedy recovery with this...."Cent'anni" In Italian, that means (may you live) 100 years! "Salute" which means "Health" and "tanti baci"...lotsa kisses.
Behave!
Auntie Stanz

[Tribune7]

prayers continue

[El Gato]

Now I gotta go down for a test to measure my lung capacity.

Likely one of the least unpleasant things you'll have to do to kick that cancer in it's butt. I remember having to do that when I had my back surgery a few years ago, in San Antonio. The worst of those tests, for shear terror, was the stress test, with the radionuclide imaging of my heart. My EKG apparently has a hitch in its getalong or something, and so they insisted on my seeing a Cardiologist and he insisted on the stress test.

A little word of advice to all here, if you ever have to have a stress test, and they give you the option of the treadmill or other exercise device or the chemical version, take the treadmill. Because of my weight, bad knee and the bad back (herniated disk) they wouldn't let me do the treadmill. The other one is quite frightening, even when they tell you what's going to happen, and the doctor tells you he was involved, as a guinea pig, in the first tests of chemical, before they had the dosage figured out. It's something like being shoved out of a perfectly good airplane, while blindfolded. Even though you're pretty sure the 'chute is going to open, you aren't THAT sure, and you have absolutely no control over the whole affair.

[blackie]

Go get 'em Big Guy!

[Rightfootforward]

"I've learned a lot. Maybe someday God will put me in a situation where I can use that knowledge to help someone else."

Listen up, Cowboy. You're teaching all of us GOBS of good stuff every single day. You've set the high mark for how to be a cool, calm and courageous patient. And, I thank you. BIG TIME!

Little secret. I mentally took you along with me for an anteriogram/surgery number I had done a few weeks ago. I figured you'd weather it like a champ, so I did my best to emulate you.

Whole business was 100% successful, practically pain-free, and amazing. My surgeon used nine (9) computer screens to observe his progress. Kind of like being operated on by NORAD, but hey, it worked!

Hang in there, kiddo. Monday's practically around the corner. Prayers and love continue. You can bet on it.

[cpdiii]

TC

I am so glad to see this last procedure went well. It is also a good sign to see you posting again. All of us down here in Gods Country (TEXAS) love and miss you. You are in our prayers. You are one tough SOB. You will beat this damn thing! Keep it turning to the right TC.

cpdiii (Charlie from Temple)