I hate to write anything when I'm down or worried, but I also hate not to write at all. We went to church over the weekend, communion on Saturday night & then Sunday morning service, but didn't brave it tonight (it's so very cold). Joe had a pretty good day yesterday, but his eating wasn't good today. We went to "Top of the River" with Joey & Tina (son & daughter-in-law) & the cole-slaw just didn't set well. He's sort of paying for it tonight! Keeps going to the bathroom. He just came thru here saying "Sure am glad I didn't go to church tonight". His next PET scan is looming over our heads. I know that this is a fear that will continually stay with us. I worry & worry, pray & worry some more. As we were talking the other night, Joe told me that God would not do him wrong. Please continue to keep us BOTH in your prayers...Joe & Sandra