To begin. I divert a little. To all of you who live in and around Hartford I want to warn you that there may be Tate sightings. Julia is convinced that I need exercise, as do all Dr’s, nurses and friends in general so, especially on mild days, you may catch sight of me walking around on Warrenton. Should you see that, I encourage you to catch up to me, pretty easy thing to do as I ain’t no speedy hare right now, and say hello. Better yet. If you are looking to pay me a visit I encourage you to pick a day where we might walk together. Your support has been so great since I started this fight that visualizing walking with friend(s) presents as medicine. Good stuff.
BTW. If you don’t live near and want to travel here from far away to walk with me — I would love that as well.
Had first check in with Oncologist today. We made each other happy. He, after looking me up and down several times declared, with a smile, that I looked much better than he thought I would. I, because while sitting alone with Karen in his examination room I looked up to see that the only book he had on his counter was “Love, Medicine and Miracles” — by Bernie S. Siegel, M.D. To my surprise, this man that I had completely summed up as an aloof scientist with no room in his soul for anything alternative is a person interested in Dr. Siegel’s work. Blow my hair back! Also, I believe he has politics that fit with mine. He has mentioned more than once how rigid it is for immigrant people (he is Romanian) in this country and how tightly they have to toe the line here in order to “not be in trouble”.
Report wise — White cells a little down, not concerned; red cells, normal; platelets, normal. Pretty solid for having done a round of Chemo and 8 radiations. Next Chemo on the 14-17.
BTW II. We got the 2nd opinion. Agrees with the diagnosis and thinks the treatment is aggressive and good. Opinions 3 – 5, I kid you not, are coming in the next week. Radiation slapped hard today. Took me a few hours to recover.