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I was the runner today, and did pretty good, all things considered....

About 10:40 I went up to sit with Karen while we awaited the oncologist.

He did his normal short physical exam and then we went into the office and looked at the CT from last Friday.

As usual, he concurred with my opinion... there had been no growth, and that was good, and maybe even a little bit more reduction.

And, the next step... is a decision: treat more with a second set of poison, or wait and see if it grows before we do anything?

No question in my mind at all. I don't want to wait and see if the sonovabitch is still alive, lets just keep burning it until we know that it's dead.

And Karen feels the same way.

So, tomorrow she gets her next chemo... just an hours worth. It won't affect her nearly as badly as the day-long one does, the doc says. In fact, she might feel nothing but just a little more tired.

So that's the plan, and it's gonna work.

And my plan for tonight is to get some sleep, dammit.

O'yeah... nightmare last night. I was having my gall bladder taken out... but it was already out. And two of my favorite surgeons were in it, one a tall white guy and the other a short very black guy. They were fighting over who got to hold the knife, all the while I was feet-in-quicksand protesting....

Dreams are weird and mostly fun.