Flying High

Sunday was a day full of unexpected pleasure. Saint H had expressed interest in seeing the WWII-era B-17 Liberty Belle that was visiting at the Delaware, OH Municipal Airport. So, we went down in the morning after breakfast. We took the walkthrough tour - I know I'm stiff and out-of-shape generally, but I can't imagine moving through the plane's interior in full gear. There are 14 B-17s in flyable condition now, and many are stationary exhibits at museums - only 2 or 3 make the circuits these days. The Liberty Belle is on the road almost every weekend.

We watched her take off for the 12:45 flight, then went off for lunch. After much discussion, we went back to the airport and booked seats on the 3:00 flight. It was fabulous! They leave the radio room roof open during flight when it's nice and, if you're tall enough (I'm not) you can stick your head outside the plane at 150 mph, 1200 ft above ground. We had free range through the plane during the flight - view from the nose is incredible. We probably spent money we shouldn't have, but the chance may never be there again. It's a living monument to the veterans who took so many risks during the war!

I'm feeling the same type of euphoria right now - we got back from Cleveland earlier today. Scans show no growth and stable disease - so I've been stable since June on a half-dose of Nexavar. Tomorrow I up the dosage from 400mg daily to 600mg daily, monitoring all the usual suspects for signs of side effects. If anything changes, I go back to the half-dose. Stable is good.