Only Bill would think to pack hot sauce for his hospital stay. No matter how bad he feels he wants hot sauce. Breakfast, lunch and dinner. It's the way he likes it and there is no changing him. (Trust me. I've tried).
And only this guy sends me flowers
every. single. time. I get a clean cancer scope. (And thankfully I've had a bunch)!
This guy got a brand new knee today and is doing just great.
Here's to lifes blessings (and a good bottle of hot sauce).
Cheers!
Thank you everyone for all your good thoughts and prayers. You're the best!
Encourage one another,
