He'll go back for his LAST consolidation chemo on Thursday July 24. Which means he'll be there on what would be my birthday if I were having one this year. His release date will be July 28.
I suspect it will take him at least a month to recover. There seems to be a cumulative effect to the chemo. Every round is worse than the last.
He's had the worst time yet from the 3rd consolidation chemo. He has little energy. The sweats come and go. He had the mouth sores two weeks after the chemo, the timing of which was contrary to his experience. Sleep is elusive some nights. Almost all his hair is gone, including his eyelashes.
But there's a lot to be thankful for, like no pain. We are handling it as best we can. Life is good, seriously.
Saw my friend Carol yesterday, the day after her birthday. We exchanged gifts. Ate at Empire Turkish Grill, one of our favorite restaurants. We had a great time.
Got updates from Karla today. Peter's moved to a rehab center now, where he'll get intensive therapy for about a week. He can shower and shave and read e-mails. He and Karla watched "Cash Cab" together and she said he knew most of the answers but couldn't say them. Despite the speech problem, it sounds like he's making pretty big strides. Yay.
Terry is still battling very bad cellulitis, which may be from a staph infection. He seems to be turning the corner on that. Talked to him by phone the other day and he seemed in decent spirits. Better than I would be I think. He said the doctor was happy with his progress. Here's to Terry and Linda.
We took Keezee to the vet today. It's been a couple of years. But he was healthy. And too fat. He's 16 pounds and should be like 12. So we have to cut back and we don't feed him that much. He spends 80% of his time outside, so we suspect someone else may be feeding him from time to time. Fat cat.
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