Well I don't have much to report this week, which is great news in my book. My dad had a break from chemo last week, and for a few days, it was as if he had returned to his good old self. My mom called me crying with tears of joy she was so happy that he was feeling good. I promptly told her to shut it and stop wasting the good moments with tears. She really needs to get a hold of that, or I need to buy stock in kleenex. I think for her, she was happy they were eating out two nights in a row. A former staple for them since my mom and the kitchen aren't exactly close friends.
The one thing that did happen last week was that my dad had a permanent drain installed so that he can take out the fluid in his stomach at home. A visiting nurse came by a few times to help, and he gets to remove a liter a day. It's like talking to a kid who is excited about discection in science class. Every day my dad calls and says, I took out another liter today. He is excited, and I am grossed out! But, it makes him feel better, so WOW - THAT'S COOL DAD!
This week chemo starts back up again. He will have it on Friday and will see the oncologist first to check in. I was planning on going home this weekend since it is father's day, but I have a fundraising event for the American Cancer Society on Saturday night and I am going with my boss, not so sure I can miss this one. So I am undecided what I am going to do about Sunday, but as my mom said, I wasn't home for mother's day, so it's ok if I miss this one too! Oh Mo...
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