We made the drive back to OKC in just under 19 hours. The Hater is a driving machine; I'm the right-handed relief pitcher. There was a full moon that made for a pretty drive.
I had a great time visiting Angry Dissenter and his dog, Odie. They were both excellent hosts, and we really should get together again sometime soon, preferably before two more years pass.
Vegas is the same as I had remembered-- hot and crowded. I didn't play a single dollar while I was there, but The Hater has come home with more padding to his poker roll. He qualified for a WPT event, but lost due to some bad runner-runner mojo. He has more stories to tell and autographs to add to his collection.
The best news of the day is that my pre-existing insurance hassles seem to be over for now. I've gotten a letter that says they'll actually process all of the new claims that include labwork and radiation stuff that The Hater and I have been arguing with them for the last several months. Maybe they'll get these filed before we get to do it all over again.
I wish I could say I had a solid plan for the week. Tomorrow I'm working. Wednesday I'll go to work, and The Hater will pick me up before lunch to go downtown for the PET/CT scan, then return me to work to finish the day....
But after that we'll be winging it until one of the doctors' offices calls with the next set of plans. For now we're winging it by the seat of our pants. It should be an exciting week.