I just have to add my two cents. Being the "good" sister I am, I read that the pegs could deteriorate and should be checked. When David (my brother) got to MD Anderson I told them to be sure to ask about that. They noted his was a very old type of peg and thought they should go ahead and replace it. I had NO idea they just jerk it out. He could not speak, but wrote a note and had my sister relay it over the phone. He said, "When I get home, I've got a size 11 boot waiting for your butt." Fortunately he forgave me (I think) after the pain subsided. When will I just learn to leave well enough alone? By the way, tomorrow would have been David's 34th birthday if he was still with us. We will celebrate by taking his little girl fishing. I just want to say Happy Birthday to him. I know he's not on the web, but it's the closest I can get.
Love you all,
Tonya