Wed 0ct 22 2008

Wed Oct 22,2008
I have lost track of time but it appears that I have missed a day or two. This is the final week of my radiation. I have one left for Monday and I believe I have one more week of Chemo. The next step is the surgery. As I said earliar we haver met with the KU Surgeon and seems to have the requisite background but I have not had a chance to make it very clear that he and he alone will handle the surgery with the assisstance of a resident but not the participation. In talking with all the docs they recommend that I continue on a parallel track. By that they recommend that I go forward with the intent of the surgery at KU but seek a second opinion and approach from MD and then make a final decision.
Dr. Smalley, the radiologists, says we are on track and that I am reacting as he anticpates. He also said I would probably want to crawl in a hole after we finish because it continues to get worse even after they stop the treatment---but that is again to be anticipated. He is concerned about my weight loss since I lost 7lbs this week and he wants me ready for surgery within 6 weeks. He was quite adament that we want to proceed ASAP with the surgery. So I am bound and determine to choke down all the food I can. The problem is sometimes it just is not possible. It wants to come up before it goes down.
That is about it as far as the organ report. Is anybody doing anything fun or interesting---I dont know about you but all this cancer talk gets to be a bore. I had fun looking at my neices new house on the internet and of course I had to give her my 2 cents as to to what to do. MY sis Lois would be real proud of her. My nephew Mike just closed on his home out in the country and it sounds like a very cool place---ideal for Mike. My nephew Harold is staying busy running up and down the road between Wichita and Topeka. My son and his wife are always busy with four kids and my daughter is adjusting to Taz the wonder dog and teenagers with hormones. My wife, the director is having great fun telling me what to do and how to do it---and she is generally right. My friend Donna is worried about her horse that somehow injured himself. Both of my Bob friends are doing okay---a good day is not always a perfect day. That's just about it. The happy chronicles of Willie shall cease for now.