Take That, you dirty rotten recklefreck

Went to the oncologist today, having completed some tests last week, and came away with encouraging news.  The CT Scan I had on Friday showed that the primary tumor is less than half the size it was when I began chemo six weeks ago!  The secondary tumor on my rib cage has been shrunk by the radiation, as well. How's that for the power of prayer and modern medicine?  The doctor was surprised and delighted at my progress.

I had an incident with my right eye last week, as well.  To make sure that there was nothing going on in my brain, I had a brain MRI yesterday and that showed nothing new has developed there.....but most of you could have testified to that over the past few years, right?  I will see an ophthalmologist to determine what might have happened to cause my right eye to go black for a couple of minutes, but at least it wasn't a tumor.  Probably nothing more serious than a stroke!

I even got a week off from the chemo because my white blood cell count is too low right now, so I'll probably be feeling better all during the time that Kathy comes to help celebrate Mother's Day this Friday.  That's a good trade-off for the postponement of the celebration of my last treatment in July.

I also learned to pace myself better this week.  Had a treatment on Tuesday, which always includes a bag of steroid "goodies" to make you feel gooood.  On Wednesday, feeling like a million bucks, I spent four hours working in the sun in the yard....digging and raking and hauling dirt and generally overdoing it.  The price was paid on Thursday to the extent that I had to be rehydrated via IV on Friday!!! Won't do that again, believe me.

Thanks to all of you who have emailed, called, written and prayed for me.  It's really uplifting for both Ellie and me to hear from you.

Blessings.

Bob