Stephen--as my old neurosurgeon father used to say, there will always be places where the work is as much art as science. So the magic word used to be "tolerance," or "tolerating," seeing what your particular body responds to, more likely what it will put up with. As I understand it, you get a ride each morning to where they give you the radiation and chemo. Which is the treat, a little vision of the outside world with its clean air and sense of eventual escape, a return to the bustle of us all grinning at you! Meanwhile, I know you're doing what's good for you, and letting the staff bribe you with treats. Was there any celebration of Cinquo de Mayo?
Dearest Stephen,
I appreciate your daily updates. I'm glad to read that so far your body and mind are tolerating the treatments well. I'm feeling positive that this tolerance will continue and even more importantly that the treatments will be effective. Sending love from Atlanta.
I keep hoping that the adventure still includes outdoor patio visits with David and Carol and Damon but perhaps you are confined to the virtual visits of your dear friends. Sending you much love, Mico
I love starting my day with you, dear Stephen. Missed you over the weekend. Hope this new treatment regimen ushers Glio out the door, never to return. Blessings on your day, love, Mickey E.
Having chemo and radiation at the same time - Wow!. Are you able to worship with Friends by Zoom or phone? My brother is in the hospital with serious cardiac problems, and the worst part is not being able to be in the room with him. I wish I could be with you, as well. Love.
Adventure indeed. The whole planet is on an adventure now. I wish it was less scary. But a real adventure has to pose real danger or else it's a walk in the park. Lord knows this is no such thing. Your courage and faith inspire me.
Dearest Stephen, May sleep and dreams bring you refreshment or joy or inspiration or all three. May the chemistry work and the soul soar. I miss you so. Love, Carol