Quick Update--More Later

Bill had his chemo today (his last one, depending on the MRI results! No date set for MRI yet). Lots of anti-nausea meds and steroids. He fell asleep in the chair! Then the red devil, and finally the Gemcitabine aka Gemzar.

As always, he feels GREAT right after chemo, because it's the only time his nausea leaves. And the steroids make him so high energy. We were even able to go out to eat with friends tonight! That's kind of amazing.

A beautiful moment at the end of his session. A young blond woman in the next chair, whose cancer has come back (so sad, pray for her, no name) said, "Excuse me, but I couldn't help overhearing your talk about nausea. I had the same problem and finally they gave me phenergen, and it stopped the whole problem instantly!" Oh! We thanked her profusely. What an angel! Gosh, I was SO MOVED by her kindness! I have a lump in my throat just thinking of it now!

So we asked Dr. Oncologist's nurse to ask Dr. Onco, and behold! A prescription has been called into our pharmacy for tomorrow! We are elated with HOPE!

Bill will soon lose any last scraggles of individual hairs that are clinging on, but his moutache seems secure. He said (and made me laugh), "I'm afraid I'm going to sneeze and my whole moustache is going to fly off!" It's all he has left.

I will write again on Sunday. He'll have a good Friday, but Saturday will crash, and probably have a difficult weekend. Then again, we're never sure.

But I will write on Sunday, no matter what is going on. Thank you waterfalls of gratitude for your loving thoughts, prayers, and good wishes for the Cowboy.

I'd make some jokes here, but it's almost midnight!

Oh, well, okay, here's just ONE: "When I die, I hope I go peacefully, quietly, and in my sleep, like my grandpa died. Not screaming hysterically like the passengers in his car."

Love you all!
Bethie and Billy