Corinne was still weak, so this was her first experience ever in a wheelchair. The transfers in airports went flawlessly and, when she called upon her arrival in Spain, she said she would recommend the wheelchair route to anyone. She was whisked to the fronts of lines, driven from gate to gate in a special car and her luggage was handled for her. She said this was the best benefit yet for having cancer.

I stayed at home. Planning to drive to see my daughter in Georgia then meet Corinne at the airport in Orlando on her return ten days later. We would spend Christmas with my family in Florida. I must admit that I looked forward to the respite from my Caregiver duties.