I am exhausted today. The Spurs kept me at work until after 3:00am and we got to the CTRC about 8:45am for chemo. It was close to a 16 hour work day followed up by little sleep so if none of this makes any sense I apologize.
Encouraging news from the doc today. She says that if my next PET scan is clear, I will stop chemo and switch to radiation. The scan will happen the last week in June. I don't want to get my hopes up just yet, but that possibility does brighten my day.
I'm in right now for treatment #5, which leaves some deadtime between treatments to talk about. The pattern that had begun to develop is feel decent on Thursday and Friday and then bad on Saturday and Sunday. Monday I begin to feel better and Tuesday is usually the first day that I make an office appearance. Wednesday I declare my "Game Night" worthy and then I feel good for a week which is just enough time to forget that I ever felt bad. Through all of it though I still manage to stuff my face with a considerable amount of food.
