Another uneventful day. Jeff is just finishing his fourth and final dose of chemotherapy. He has to suck down one more bag of Interleukin tonight and take one more interferon shot tomorrow and then he will begin his day of "observation." The doctor visited him this afternoon and expects to discharge Jeff on Tuesday. He told Jeff that "you and your body are behaving well." He also felt Jeff's two remaining bumps (the "subcutaneous nodules" that started this whole thing. Remember, he originally had three but one was surgically removed on January 3rd). He could no longer find one of them and thought that another one felt "flatter" which prompted him to very boldly declare "it looks like everything is working." This was a very encouraging assertion. If you've had any dealings with an oncologist whatsoever, you will find they are even more non-committal than lawyers, so we were very happy that he would utter such a declaratory statement.
The doctor was so impressed with Jeff's stamina and performance he decided to increase the speed of the Interleukin drip and deprive him of Tylenol. This sounds like punishment, but is actually a compliment. The nurse told me that increasing the speed of the Interleukin can make the side-effects more severe because the body is taking on more of the medicine at once and has to work harder to flush it through Jeff's system. The Tylenol controls Jeff's temperature (which they try to maintain between 101 and 103). Jeff's temperature has mostly hovered around 100 today and high fevers debilitate the cancer cells and make them more receptive to treatment. Dr. Legha decided to stop giving him Tylenol to ensure Jeff could work up some "nice high fevers." So, Dr. Legha is working him extra hard which is actually a very good thing.
I've also been working very hard. Ok--that's not true, but I've always wanted to see what it felt like to say that. Ha! Anyway, who can think about work when Anna Nicole Smith is dead and Lindsay Lohan is in rehab? (I think I've been reading too many People magazines). I told Jeff that I hope he can stop worrying about the crazy astronaut love-triangle (we are in Houston, ya know!) and focus on his own recovery--but he didn't laugh. I'm sure it's only because he didn't hear me. I'll say it again later when he's awake--I'm sure he'll be in just the right mood to appreciate my humor and flair! Plainly, I'm only entertaining myself . . .
In the meantime, I want to thank Vickie and Dick for encouraging everyone at the office to help send our kids to see Disney on Ice tonight. The kids were very excited and we can't wait to hear all about their Big Night Out! Thank you SO MUCH!! You guys--and everyone at Petrie & Stocking--have been fantastic. I look forward to being back in the office next week. Until then, take care and I'll update everyone again tomorrow.