My thanks to all of you for your kind thoughts and words. I was exhausted yesterday. Probably a combination of fatigue from the radiation and emotions from it being over. The girls at the clinic gave me a big hug as I was leaving. The folks at the club where I work out gave me a nice card and they chipped in and gave me a gift certificate for a massage. Which I need and was planning to buy.
I went to my local small airport for breakfast again today and one of the guys bought my breakfast. This is the place where we creatively embellish our flying stories (usually known as lies). "There I was, running out of airspeed, altitude, and ideas all at the same time."
My daughter and her husband are buying us lunch and then we will mess around the Southlake town square with the cutest baby in the world. Jan and I were planning to celebrate last night, but I was too tired - in bed and asleep before 8:00. Maybe tonight.
I think my biggest surprise is that I never got a speeding ticket in nine weeks of a 70 mile round trip. Guess I'm getting old, or more careful. Or more careful 'cause I'm older. That's it. Didn't spill any coffee, either. What a talent!
Got some more good news yesterday. I contacted the specialty flight surgeons that my company has a contract with and was assured that I'll be up, up, and away within about three months. I'll have to jump through a few small hoops for the next five years, but it should be no sweat. I didn't contact them sooner, because I was concentrating on the here and now rather than the future. The future is now in terms of my medical certificate, so that's what I'm doing. Amazing.
Keep Your Mach Up,