Day 81

Yesterday was the best day I've had in Months. It's a good feeling to catch a glimpse of being normal after what feels like a lifetime (even though it's only been 12 weeks) of feeling bad.

I tried to blog yesterday and must have written 500 words about the psycological effect of receiving blood from 4 different people and how many easy jokes were built into that process and the computer jammed up. So, I'm not sure I am up for writing it all over again but I did want to address it.  It's a little strange for me to start thinking about the blood and where it comes from. So if I do anything really strange over the next 90 days, I will blame it on the blood......    By the way, give blood, it saves lives.

As Jen wrote the other day, we missed the Celebration for Greg. That was really hard for me and I hope to meet his family and friends at some point.

I am scheduled for some scans tomorrow and have a nice big bottle of apple flavored contrast chilling in the fridge. The good thing is that I see Reznick on Monday at 3pm and my expectation is that he will have reviewed the scans and will tell me we are cancer free. At this moment, I can not imagine hearing anything else.

When they weighed me in the hospital, I weighed 30 lbs less than when this process started. I will post a before and after photo on Sunday, the final day of the treatment.

Sam