The doctor's had been back and forth about starting chemotherapy, but we weren't sure if and when with the transplanted kidney.
We finally got word from Moffitt Cancer Center in Tampa when and what to start after we found out the cancer had metastasized to the lung. This was whirlwind as the spot started as a spot and then grew and turned into about 20-30 spots.
Like I said - Moffitt was awesome. The main doctor we worked with was Dr. Fishman. Funny, intelligent guy with a quick wit. Some of my fave lines from him:
- Talking about checking for sterility after the therapy: "We'll check for swimmers after a couple of months."
- As I got up to leave after our first meeting: "Whoooa! You are freakishly tall!"
So...... Chemotherapy. Chemo. Poison.
Actually started on September 25, 2006. Did it inpatient at our local Florida Hospital. Great service, great people, good food. What? Yeah, good food.
Anyway....
No sickness. No hair loss (yet....). Well, no more than usual for a 39 year old man.
I actually went back to work at the Kindergarten Learning Center on Tuesday, October 2. I'll blog about that later - I work with a bunch of wonderful people!
But I had some trouble on Thursday at about 4 a.m.
The wife and daughter picked up a stomach bug and I finally got it. Knocked me down and cleaned my clock. It's Saturday and I'm enjoying the Petit Le Mans, but I'm still beat.
Next round of chemo is set for October 15. Let's see how it goes.
BTW- I have received so many prayers from so many people. I appreciate every one who has been praying for my complete recovery and thank God for carrying me through this on His shoulders.
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