We had an appointment with Dr. Jac (oncologist) today. It was basically a check up to see how Troy handled the chemo and to talk about the next round of scans. The scans (PET Scan and CT Scan) should be scheduled for next week. After that we will know more about when the surgery will be scheduled.
We will also find out that the tumor has shrunk so much that it is no longer visible, even using the latest and greatest technology known to mankind. No harm in dreaming, but seriously, Dr. Jac is pleased that Troy is able to eat and swallow so well. That could only mean that the nasty tumor has gotten lots smaller and is writhing in it's death throes. I'm picturing a screaming dot of a tumor that is withering away just waiting for the surgeon to cut it out and throw it away (or maybe perform some kind of torturous tests on it!). How's that for visualisation therapy?
We are planning to head down to Different Drummer this weekend and, if we are lucky, do a little sailing. It's been too long since we've been out on the water with the wind in our sails.
Every tomorrow has two handles. We can take hold of it with the handle of anxiety or the handle of faith. - Henry Ward Beecher