The men made a trip to Las Vegas to make memories. In the past they went there for the Mountain West Conference, but that was during Duella's funeral and before the diagnosis. They went to the Body Works exhibit, a car show and a baseball game - and of course, good places to eat. Dennis described a tender scene of four grown men crying at the airport.

The next week, Justin (with Dennis) drove Paul and family to Salt lake to fly home.

Friday was the third chemo. We went on a walk with Aimee, David, Molly and Sara. It was beautiful. The cottonwood trees shed so much cotton that it looked like snow...a lot of snow. They have been so good to us.

At chemo, they had a potluck lunch and invited all the patients.We ate grilled burgers, chips, fruit and chips before Dennis got too sick. The last chemo was so bad that Dennis thought he was going to die. His blood potassium had been low and that caused cramping, tetanus and hiccups. Justin and Paul told him not to take his diuretic and to eat lots of foods with potassium. This time, chemo went much better. He is tired and sick but without the tetanus.

I feel bad when he apologizes for getting sick and inconveniencing me. It's not an inconvenience. He is the love of my life. With tears in his eyes and breaking voice, he thanks me for marrying him. I am the lucky one and he is my treasure.