But he's almost OK.
And we're grateful for that.
We expected him to be having a good day today. In fact, he went to church before I was even awake. Left me a note by the coffee maker. I thought, well, he must feel great!
But when he came home, he looked kinda pummeled. His color is yellowish now, his lil head is pretty much a hair-free zone, tho he still has some moustache left, but no beard. Entering the house, he ran for the bed, conked out, and now is moving slowly, saying he feels flu-like symptoms (it's not the flu, tho), and complete exhaustion.
But he said to add (for church friends) that he LOVED sitting by his good friend Richard this morning.
Oh. Now he is on a roll. He's telling me what to write. I'll let him dictate:
"Tell them that probably my miseries today have a lot to do with the heat, cuz we don't have a/c. That's all. Nothin else from me. And you usually get nuthin. This time you got TWO tidbits."
That was verbatim. Well, must be my lucky day!
Upcoming Billybob drama: Thursday, the day after the 4th, he will get another dose of the devil. Thereafter, no more chemo till an MRI (at Wake Forest Baptist Hosp) tells us if it has been working or not.
It's funny: he has had a place on the back of his leg for ten years that I always swore was some kind of skin cancer, but some GP doctor in Wisconsin poo-poo'd that, with no test or biopsy. A big red circle with a life of its own--I think it looked like squamous cell. Well, since he started the red devil, darned if that thing didn't disappear! Isn't that crazy?
Also hope it's a good sign that the Red Devil is doing a Rope-A-Dope on his other tumor, the one under his heart and that's inoperable.
(Are you old enough to know what "Rope-A-Dope" is? Ha!!! Here's a hint:)
Love to you all, and thank you for tuning in. We love you and are so grateful for your prayers and your care and your love and your thoughts.
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