Good news on the chemo front: none 'til December.
Our oncologist told us today that it's a good idea to take a little break from chemo after the radiation treatments I had last week. And since next week is Thanksgiving, it seems to make sense to hold off until after that so that my head doesn't crash into the mashed potatoes and gravy next Thursday.
That also sets up a three-week round of treatments before taking Christmas week off, and it would be nice not to feel too crappy that week.
We will get our first indication of what effect if any the cyberknife procedure had that week - I'm scheduled for another CT-Scan on the 21st that will examine the tumor and then will talk to the doc about it on the 23rd.
Our Albany doc told us today that I am his first patient who has had the procedure, so we're in unchartered waters here.
One more word on the end of the world I wrote about yesterday: friend Peter Slcoum points out that in 1816 NY experienced "the year of no summer,'' when it snowed in the Adirondacks in June, July and August.
The reason was the eruption of Mt. Krakatoa (sp?) in Indonesia, which spewed enough ash into the atmosphere to block out the sun in parts of the world for months. That gave a real boost to those who thought then that the end was near.
They were wrong then and let's hope they're wrong this time too!
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Hey dude, Krakatoa blew its top in 1883. The year with no summer was the result of the eruption of Tambora in 1815, the largest of the modern era. (The nineteenth century was a bad time to live next to a volcano.)
ReplyDeleteBTW, you got Krakatoa spelllled right, but spellled Slocum's name wrong. So stop kvetching about a little bad grammar from us nose pickers.