Chemo

Michael officially started chemo this morning. He was supposed to start yesterday, but alas, the pump had to be special-ordered (I assumed the oncologist just had a cabinet full of them, but no), and it had not arrived yesterday when M had his appt. He got a call late yesterday afternoon telling him that it had finally arrived, so he went back this morning and got it hooked up and his first week's worth of meds loaded up. What he told me is that the pump is programmed to deliver 8 ml of meds every 24 hours. That's only about a teaspoon and a half! I suppose that has something to do with why it's not expected to make him feel particularly sick or anything, because it's just a very small, constant dose rather than an occasional large dose.

In other good news, M got a copy of the CT PET scan report yesterday. I know he doesn't want to assume anything with regard to this whole situation, but I had been sort of assuming that the scan didn't reveal anything further to be concerned about, becuase I think they would have alerted us pretty quickly if it had. If it showed that there was cancer anywhere else besides that one localized area, it would change the whole course of his treatment. Anyway, the report showed that no cancer turned up anywhere else, so WOOT!! I really feel like we have every reason to believe that everything is going to be okay - we're going to have a happy ending to this story.