I returned from my February trip feeling pretty satisfied with my trip, and resigned to waiting another year to head back. In mid April, I had a bad accident. DIY Home improvement rental tool gone wrong, and ended up horribly injured. I almost lost my foot! I endured THREE surgeries over the following six weeks, spent TWELVE weeks on 100% bed rest, while not being allowed to bear weight AT ALL. To say I was miserable would be an understatement. My Husband was excellent at taking care of real life, children, and trying (unsuccessfully) to keep me sane. Once I was allowed to walk again, the first thing I did was book a trip. I earned it after the hell I have been through. My foot is scarred, ugly, and mostly numb- but hurts, too. Figure that one out! How can I be numb and in pain at the same time? I’ll never really walk the same again, my gait is affected, and I overly compensate with my good side, which leads to random back pain- I never thought I’d be one of those chronic pain people, but here I am. Thankfully I enjoy quality marijuana- but wow- Percocet is some good ish- three surgeries worth of RX for it, and I will take a random one here and there- cause just wow. February was my first trip with my ill begotten Diamond status(status match) and I was spoiled. This trip was originally booked with the intent of maintaining Diamond for 2020- I have 5150 tier credits right now- but once I realized the loop hole of matching back to Wyndham, then back to CET again, my plan to play for Diamond became less important. The 2X points in October, matched with the fact that I have no plans of walking far this trip make it seem like I MIGHT make Diamond the old fashioned way, but, that remains to be seen. After the Feb trip, I somehow had a host, so after a little back and forth, she comped me four nights, $125 in FP, and two tickets to Paula Abdul opening night. She offered me a room at my choice of hotels, and I originally chose Harrah’s, but after some thought, decided Paris would be better, as it is closer to OTHER CET properties, and my trick foot may not feel like walking too much. Alas, Paris was sold out by the time I had this realization, so Bally’s it is. I’m supposed to depart Tampa tomorrow afternoon- but this damn tropical storm has me a bit worried. G is scheduled to land in Vegas 25 mins after me, coming from a non tropical storm place. Please follow along if food, poop stories, slots, three card poker, and two 40somethings who feel 21, and act like horny 15 year old boys interests you. Obligatory nails and cat pics attached for your pleasure.