I Would Rather Do Chemo, Than Clean The Garage
The whole family went to the Oncology meet and greet today, fortunately we all didn't have to sit on the butcher paper, but those rooms are so small and we were packed in there like bacon on top of each other. Cozy, as you can imagine. We all behaved though. The oncologist was a great fit for dad, they could both look each other in both eyes at the same time. They let the wandering ones, wander together and then actually use the other eyes to look at each other. Dr. Shohara broke down the cancer again for us, said they were zombies and that the zombies were right there at the esophagus and stomach. Stepping back to Monday, Dad had a quick biopsy done, that according to him was his "most" fun surgery so far, and he's serious, ask him he'll tell you as many times as you want to hear. "I was there I got carted in, put on the table, watched the midget doctor, then a cocktail of syringes with drugs, and BOOM! back in the other room. Dont remember nothing else! I w