Life From Here--Back From The Dead? The Rat Years

More like back from the coma!

It’s been a wild week. I think I’ve lost my whiskers on this one. The drug really didn’t do the job on the beast that it did on me. I felt that…..literally in my bones. I've been a pretty sick puppy most of the the last 6 weeks but I'm ready to dust myself off and go at it again!  So we meet at Duke next week to discuss options. That’s what they do when you’re in this long term…there’s no protocol so you have..….Meetings!

Oh and they retired Ted (the real rat). They said he'll go to a farm outside of town where his brothers and sisters and country cousins will all live together…….That’s true.…right?

As of now I’m still feeling the effects of the drug but it will get better every day. I’m beginning to eat again. And, more good news…I’ve been off my the Drug With No Name for a week now...and I went in for Labs today and my Phosphorus level was at 2…still low but I didn't need an infusion…don’t tell me the Beach didn’t help!

My weight has dropped to 162 pounds, ties my reocord low, but I’ll get it back on. Gotta get t ready for the Meeting.  I posted early in the chemo phase that I had lost 13 pounds but had no idea where it was or where it went cause my clothes all fit the same…I looked the same. I was at my Sons’ house for the weekend and got out of the master shower and there was a full-length mirror……MY ASS WAS GONE!

I’ll report back after my Meeting next week. If I get in a new trial hopefully it won’t cough up a big hairball like this one did…..for me anyway. Same battle, different Sword.  Next!
Some of them don’t seem to understand that I’m in year 3 of a 10-year plan.

Is it me? Or does anyone else wonder if Jimmie Johnson, the NASCAR Champion, and Poppa John of Pizza fame….are the same guy?

Keep sending the Prayers and Light it's gotten me this far. Bob