Dear Literary Loves,
Wow! Well, Thanksgiving was definitely not boring! First, I would like to let all of you know that my most recent vertigo episodes were determined to be due to Meniere's disease which I have had since age eighteen. The MRI definitively proved that none of the dizziness was due to a mini stroke or anything else. I will continue the Histamine injections which are proving quite successful in stopping any and all vertigo. And I've been impressed that I have learned how to give myself a shot and not pass out or faint in the process.
Since a former teaching colleague of mine has an advanced form of colon cancer, I called my parents and asked if we could reverse visits for the holidays this year so I could visit with my former teaching teammate. Thus, Bruce and I commenced driving I-85 North from Georgia to North Carolina. We stopped at California Dreaming for lunch. I had my usual baked potato soup and Bruce had a Thai chicken wrap. Our waitress was distressed about the upcoming holidays. Her boyfriend recently left her afte five years only to marry the next gal he started dating. I encouraged the girl not to fret. The best revenge is to live well, be happy, and look good or in other words, pull a Lady Gaga. Plus, I told her that rash decisions like the one her former beau made usually don't bode well for the person in the long run. By the time we left the restaurant, our waitress had a whole new perspective on life and was smiling. Mission accomplished. Back on the road again Bruce and I were doing just fine until mile marker seventeen in Gastonia where all six lanes of I-85 came to a screeching halt due to a tanker colliding with several cars. And gas was distributed all over the highway so the hazardous waste team was dispensed to spread sand all over the highway. We sat on the highway for well over two hours.
Next, we arrive at my mom and dad's house to discover that my mom had fallen and broken her wrist. No lie, she got up from a nap to answer the phone, tripped, and all her weight fell on her wrist. She's due to see an orthopaedic surgeon on Monday. This may require surgery to reset the bone properly and wearing a cast for quite some time. This incident led to my brother and dad assisting with the completion of the holiday meal. Let's put it this way, the fire alarm was set off on multiple occasions, but we managed to have a great holiday meal. I led the clean up crew following our meal.
I have to admit that though I have heard about the show Duck Dynasty, I have never actually watched the show. The brothers that make up the family remind me of my brother and I sent him a Thanksgiving card portraying the Duck Dynasty family having a holiday meal together. Needless to say, by Thursday evening Bruce, Keegan, dad, and myself were watching back to back episodes of Duck Dynasty which is a riot. My favorite family member is Si; he lives life unfiltered which is how I like it. And the best episode in my opinion is when Si teaches Willie's daughter how to drive.
Friday, I went to visit my former teaching partner who is battling stage four colon cancer. I was glad I did. She's holding up well against multiple radiation and chemotherapy treatments. It doesn't surprise me as she is from good stock, but man, cancer is a beast.
I absolutely have to partake of North Carolina barbecue when I am home. Mom and dad took Bruce and I to Stamey's barbecue in Greensboro, N.C. It was to die for, let me tell you. And the hushpuppies alone are worth the wait. We got there early which was fortunate because by the time we left the line was winding out the door to the parking lot. Everybody in Greensboro seemed to have the exact same hunger as I did. Imagine that?!
Bruce and I made our way back to Georgia in record time. No accidents to hold us up. There were some insane drivers. One woman who was driving a Benz had the overhead light on in the car, was doing at least 85 miles per hour, and texting while driving. And I don't know who was more overjoyed to be home: Bruce and me or our two cats, Romeo and Chewie. It was a pleasant holiday with the exception of mom's injury and as always, our lives are never ever boring.
Until next time,
Grace (Amy)
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