It was about a month and a half ago that a doctor came into my hospital room and told me that they couldn't figure out what was wrong with me other than that I had an andenosarcoma of unknown origin. At that moment, I didn't think I'd be going anywhere ever again.
But things have changed, and now my bag is packed and I'm about to head for the airport to fly to New Orleans and the Bouchercon. I still can't quite believe I'm going to do it. I think I can hold up for the five or six days I'll be there, but I might have to spend a lot of quality time in my room. I'll just play it be ear. I want to be able to do my panel on Thursday, and after that I'm not too worried about what might happen. Angela and Tom will be looking after me.
The usual regular posts should be appearing, along with a few others, so don't forget to stop by.
I hope to see some of you in New Orleans. Stop me and say "hey" if we pass in the halls.