Rawhide

I have been progressively feeling better, though still very tired. I no longer feel like I have the bends, and am sleeping well.

Today I had the CT scan, which is a quick and painless scan. The entire thing took less than 5 minutes, and the worst part about it were the clock-watcher techs and nurses at Mother Theresa Institute, more interested in getting maximum patient throughput than anything else. Rawhide-style medicine, I thought at the time: "Keep movin', movin', movin' / Though they're disapprovin' / Keep them doggies movin' Rawhide! / Don't try to understand 'em / Just rope and throw and grab 'em..."

The results will have to wait until next Monday when I meet with my oncologist, Dr. Grampa. This is the scan that will determine whether I have to do more chemo, or Herbert the tumor has shrunk enough that we can do surgery.

Speaking of surgery, I am on Dr. Hunter's schedule at Mayo. If all goes as expected with the CT, I'll be down at Mayo in early October. It's a little scary to have a date set for the surgery. It has a seemed a little theoretical up until this point...