While I still have the dreaded cough, I am feeling much better than I had even yesterday. Now the focus is getting the tightness in my chest to go away, along with the cough, along with the crap that I cough up, and life will be golden again. Or at least silver.
My dad had his second round of chemo yesterday. So far things appear to be going pretty well, but remembering last time, sometimes it is a day to day thing on how he feels. The cut the amount of chemo that he is getting so hopefully the reaction won't be as severe as it was before. Here's something I never thought would happen. Apparently my dad has some of the chemo nurses that I had when I was doing my year long treatment at Mayo. The thought of one of my family members having the same nurses for the same reason was a thought that never crossed my mind. At least I know he is in good hands with a caring staff. Another thing learned yesterday was that he has lost over 20 pounds since first going to Mayo, mostly being fluid. Can you imagine carrying around an extra 20 or some pounds of weight. That would suck. And the last thing.....my dad's oncologist told my parents that if he had decided to not do chemo the first time they met last month, that most likely my dad would have died by now. How's that for a shock value?