Tomorrow is going to suck. Casey has really declined in the past few days. Even with the prednisone, her tumors have come back with a vengeance. She is having difficulty moving around and breathing. So, even though she is still eating, she is extremely uncomfortable. Her abdomen is severely distended. It's just time. She has actually lived much longer than we expected post diagnosis. Bob is going to take her in tomorrow morning. I'm hoping to get the kids to school so that they can have a somewhat normal day. Breakfast at Peet's will certainly be in order.