Tomorrow I start my 3rd and last round of chemo. After the first round - no problem. But after the second round, I still am not the same man. So here's hoping the 3rd round goes quickly and I will just deal with it as it comes. They didn't give me the dirtiest, nastiest one of the three possible treatments for no good reason. So bring it on! - Hold it - Wait. Does anyone got some pot to sell? This 3rd round may call for alternative medical solutions.
I did get to play golf on Sunday. Thanks to my playing partners - Dan, Dawn, and Paul - they help make each outing an enjoyable time no matter how poorly I play. Latter Barb, Dean, and Ashlee (Dean's girlfriend) came over for an early birthday celebration (I kind of think I'm not going to want to celebrate much on the 5th). We went to dinner, had cake, played a mean game of Clue, and then taught Dean and Ashlee how to play Euchre. It was one of the nicest nights I had in a while and we had fun as a family. I miss playing cards.
With this week passing, I move closer to the final solution. The surgery - RC and neobladder. Of course, it would also be nice to know if the cancer has spread to anywhere else. And surgery will help tell that. But that doesn't seem to matter to me. The damn RC and neobladder is what occupies my mind. I have to start to prepare mentally for this new life - in a POSITIVE mind set.
I'm tired - a common feeling lately. Time for bed.
Good night.
