Suzanne Pleshette may have lost all her hair — but she hasn’t lost her sense of humor. I received this card from her:
“Suzanne Pleshette & Tom Poston Medical Update:
Bad news: I lost all of my hair. — Good News: I’m saving a fortune on Bikini Waxes
I look like sh*t — Tom has lost all peripheral vision so he doesn’t know.
Tom has a catheter in his dickie — At his age we’re just glad he has a lump in his pants.
We have round the clock nurses, a walker and a wheel chair —
WE’RE MADLY IN LOVE AND WE FEEL LUCKY. AIN’T LIFE GRAND!!!!!!”
I phoned Suzanne. She sounded — like Suzanne — loud, laughing and full of life.
“We’re doing so well –” she started. “It’s all going according to plan. I’ve finished the chemo and I’ll have the surgery in a week.” She indicated the prognosis for the surgery was excellent. “And,” she added, “I hope your cold is better.”