The flight was good. We didn't have a lot of time to spare at the airport so all I had time to do was get a pack of gum and water before getting on the plane. The flight itself was good, no problems. When we got to the airport in Houston, Dad and I got separated for a short time. My phone ended up broken; I couldn't turn it on to make calls, so I was walking to the Customer Service department to have Dad called when we found each other. Then, as we walked to get our bags, Dad discovered he lost his hearing aid, so he had to go back and look for it (he found it eventually). All of this was complicated by my phone not working and Dad's foot giving him problems (Houston's airport is large and there's a lot of walking). It worked out though and we ended up driving to Westchase to get my first test done.
The first test was a MUGA test (not muggle, Potter fans) designed to measure my heartbeat and overall heart effectiveness. It took about an hour. We then went to get my phone fixed (thanks Verizon) grocery shopping, and back to the hotel, where we both were exhausted.
I don't have much of an impression of Houston as I haven't seen much yet, but so far it's what I expected. I'll continue to post here nightly or as the situation calls for. Thanks for all your good wishes and love.
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