Better News: Beth's Apology at Gunpoint for OVERSTATING THE CASE

First, judging by the emails we got from the last blog, I think I may have overstated the case. Either that, or from where we are, it doesn't look that bleak.

Bill started reading the email responses, before he had read the blog, and after he'd read a couple, he said, "Be-e-e-e-e-th????????? What HAPpened here? Were you a trifle hyperbolic in that blog post?"

See, I have been KNOWN to fall to hyperbole (my own brother constantly reminds people to "take the square root of everything Beth says,") but in this case, I thought I actually hadn't exaggerated anything. I thought that if anything, Bill's and my ever-increasing skills at denial had made us oblivious to how bad our situation would look to a non-denying outsider.

So we both read the blog, and he said he couldn't find any fact that was incorrect, any exaggeration. But he said that somehow the overall tone I had created was SO VERY bleak that I must have done something with my words to overstate it. He just couldn't see exactly what.

So, the good news is that I must have overstated the situation. We are actually walking around the house in good moods quite a bit of the time. Bill is hungry at dinner SOMETIMES, and his dramatic nausea waxes and wanes.

The main piece of news, outside of my apology at gunpoint in the form of typing this retraction of my previous TONE, is that the chemo clinic just called, and they were concerned at how long it has been since the tumor was biopsied and the chemo would begin.

Well, YEAH!

So, thankfully, they noticed that. Today, there is another teleconference between the very nice (excuse me, I just had to cough) Onco Bronco and our new Wake Oncologist. The theme will be, "Can't Dr. Drennan start chemo ASAP?"

They're gonna call back, but they fully expect to receive permission to start Bill on May 21st with the "red devil" chemo.

How bout I quit calling it that! When I used to belong to a Pentecostal Church (I've been almost everything but Mormon), I would have gotten prayed over--and FAST!--for using a term like "red devil."

Okay. Let's call it Adriamycin.

For the strong of heart, here's a link about that lovely drug. Click here to read about Adriamycin

Now see? Didn't I have a pleasant, upbeat, and only mildly sarcastic tone throughout this emotionally minimalist post?

God is good, no matter what. Thank you for your prayers, and I'm sure the Cowboy is doing as well as he is, because your love and efforts on his behalf availeth much. (I'm a KJV-er myself. :)

Cowboy Bill and Diamond Lil