Going to California

It's official: Jason and I are going to California this weekend to meet his bone marrow donor. It'll be one year this weekend, so Jason will be able to contact his donor (according to the rules of the registry). Actually, his donor initiated the necessary paperwork to gain permission to find out and meet Jason back in November. Turns out there is a Mia Hamm Foundation event on Saturday, so we're going to go out to LA and attend the function. It will be there that we will meet the gentleman. All we knew up to this point was that he was 26 years old at the time of the donation and he was male. This is a wonderful opportunity to meet and thank this young man for doing something that affected more lives than he could have possibly imagined.

Jack has mentioned, in passing right now, that he wants to write a letter thanking the man for helping his Daddy get better. The kids have mentioned lately about when Jason was in the hospital. They know we are going to California to meet with the gentleman that helped us. Jason had a reaction to a medicine that he was given to help relieve the pain from the mouth sores, and when I mentioned it, Jack's hospital radar turned on and he asked if Jason was going to have to go to the hospital. Jason answered that he hoped not in the near future, and Jack lowered his hospital radar down to DEFCOM 1 (or whatever the lowest one is).

I can't wait. Hopefully we'll be able to meet with my sister who is out there and a cousin of mine. Sara called tonight and said there was an off chance she'd be in San Fransisco that weekend (after telling us all that she had planned for us to do a few nights earlier). I hope she's there, but if she's not, no worries there are plenty of other things we can go and see. She's being nice and letting us borrow her car so we don't have to rent one, so that's good. Her boyfriend will pick us up from the airport so we can get her car. It will be nice meeting him since we've never met him before.

I hope to see my cousin, Doug, while we're out there. I haven't seen him in an extremely long time, so it would be nice to get a chance and catch up. He's older than I am, and we didn't grow up together so it's always been interesting when I tell people how old his (50's, and I'm in my late 30's). You see my mom's older brother was 13 when she was born, so his when my mom was in high school and his kids were visiting my grandparents, my mom often took him on dates with her to the local movie theater. I think that was my grandparent's way of making sure my mom didn't partake in any hanky-panky. Anyway, as we've gotten older I've found that I really like visiting with him although it's not as often as I'd like. But again, if he's out of town or something there'll be plenty of things we can do to entertain ourselves. After all, the main reason we're going to meet the person who gave of himself so someone else could beat cancer.

So, "California here we come, right back where we started from." Is that the way the song goes? I don't remember, and that's really all that I remember of it.