Vegas Dave

I won’t lie to you all - I semi equated a doctors prognosis with that of a weather mans forcast. A true guess-timation at best. With the underlying knowledge that 9 times outta 10, the f**ers always get it wrong.

But. Here we are.
A year to a T from prognosis -  and there’s a shit ton of snow on the ground.

Ten days pre snowpocalypse were spent at Le Spa de KP. Known to commoners as, Kaiser Sunnyside Hospital.

We rolled in Vegas Dave style and snagged the corner suite. A city view. Personal living area (or so we claimed it). And what seemed to Mom and I, as endless amounts of shitty hospital coffee made specifically for us. 

But as all Vegas goers know, at some point you’ve had a little bit too much fun. So the crew decided to checkout of our extended stay and head on home to Lyle. Or, “God’s Country.” As Dad likes to say. 

Not only is this Dad’s childhood home, but Nonna and Grump have plenty of room for all to come and go. We encourage anyone to drop in and say hey the next few days. The Gorge Hospice team is helping us to navigate any and all concerns. And a local Lyle angel has plowed the slightly dicey driveway for safe travels. 

Your thoughts, prayers and smiles keep us all up right. We’ll see you when we see you! 

xoxo M and the Crew