2nd Round of Chemotherapy

7 hours and a bunch of bags of bilious blech, we are home and leisa is none the worse for wear. Side effects are minimal so far. We had a good dinner and are seated for a suspensful session of the serial show Lost.

The week prior to today was a good one. Leisa's sorry spine seems solid these days. Our physical therapist friend whose fingers fashioned free and flexible feelings in very tight muscles worked minor miracles that allowed walking without walker yesterday.

Hope to get leisa out this weekend briefly to a party or two. Depends on white cell count Friday.

Insurance mess is now in the hands of a "peer to peer review", insurance talk for a discussion where dualing doctors decide if decent dollars deploy to deserving people. Hoping for the best.

The surreality of the past two months is fading as we are forced into returning to a more normal schedule.

Paul, quit doctoring and take up cooking full time. Thanks for an excellent meal. And Bobbie's brownies became better with each bite.

Have a good Memorial Day.

Jeff