Allie came home last night to go the doctor with me today. I was to meet the new doctor, get my CT results, and make sure I was healthy enough to start chemotherapy on Monday. Yes, I know it is unbelievable, but three weeks have gone by and it's time to chemo again.
Allie and I really liked the new doctor. He was funny, seemed knowledgeable, and talked about all the "sexy" new drugs. He also thought I looked great and he liked my hair. Marty is ambivalent, as none of the above attributes are important to him.
The CT scan showed the tumors are much smaller so the treatment is working. It's a good thing tht they did the scans, otherwise I'd be less inclined to keep going with treatments.
Allie and I went out to Good Eatz for lunch then shoe shopping. The picture is of Allie's new boots and Tipper looking dubious.
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