He says he's ready. Looks like it's Hasta la Vista Hospital!

GOING HOME! Home. home?

Home for the last week...

This is Big Shooter when it's time to shower and change into street clothes he insisted on me dragging up here... I guess in case we decide to stop at Sam's, Target... Hooter's on the way home? Where, by the way, I will re-dress him into his pajamas and put him in bed.

Hello...? Drugs...

Lots o' Drugs...

When I pull the sheet back. What should I see??!!?? Why the silly Crack Berry starin' at me.

So, while he was in La-La Land dreaming about texting, soothing ringtones, carpal tunnel syndrome in his thumbs...things of that nature, I decided to use the props and snap pics of him and share another new member of his harem.

Here would be yet another beautiful Angel. BS thinks his initials stand for Big Stud this week. Sorry pal. Back to reality today. Maybe that's why I can't seem to wake him long enough to get him dressed and out of here...? Hmmm... where'd I pack that pink water pitcher thingy? That should hold just the right amount of ice water...

Love Note to my Big Shooter: It has been a long, hard week Love. You have amazed me with your strength, endurance, attitude and outlook. Your reward? Cancer Free. CANCER FREE. Oh, and you get me for your nurse. I'll even wear a nurse getup if that helps.

Reunion!

Kisses for the Father...

Just in case you're wonderin', that is his knee up... NOT that you were wonderin' or any thing.
Please don't even ask about Crumb 1. I don't know what. Or why. He's a boy. He's nine. He's mine. Enough said.
The Baseball Player and Karate Kid have already hatched plans for photo ops with the hats once Daddy-O gets home...

(It's his knee, people!)

Say Cheese!

Thank you Jim for being game with the sombrero! Muchas Gracias Hombre'!
Fellow Solo Kidney Survivor, Karen!

Thank you for the advice, support and loving thoughts.

You can't see their wings, but...

trust me, they have 'em.

Yeah, he's sick!

See why I'm having such a hard time gettin' him home?

These are just two of the beautiful angels he's surrounded by!

Each day we have had the perfect pair of nurse and tech take care of Big Shooter.
These are two of the nurses...poor BS...tomorrow it's Bertha & Helga.

(me and my mom)

Fiesta at Lunch!

La cucaracha, la cu..caa..raaaa..cha...

("these drugs are gooood")

You brought perfect props Girls!!!

(stay tuned for evidence)

Recallin' all the beans please...

Now that he's feeling better I'm thinking a little more clearly...a little.
Anyway, if you were a recipient of a can o' kidney beans...I really, really wish I would've taken your picture before you left! If you are in the vicinity and can stop by...I'd love to do it now so I can post the pictures. Pur-tee Please...