It's been quite a couple of days. I've been CT Scanned and rescanned, MRId and reMRId, bone scanned and then almost scanned again when they thought they missed a spot. On top of the incredibly long days, yesterday in particular, my attitude remains pretty good, despite getting lost on my run to the store during which I managed to get a flat tire and I'm pretty sure broke my middle finger on my right hand. Good thing I'll be going to the Hospital again today, huh?
Today is day 2.5 and the culmination of working with world renowned oncologist, Dr. Robert Amato . His office was the last stop yesterday for blood work painlessly and very capably drawn by in house lab - tech Joenette. Literally did not feel the needle although she obviously used one as she collected no less than 10 vials of my dark, red life liquid. Little things like that help more than Joenette may realize.
Derrell and I meet with Dr. Amato a 11am today during which time I expect he'll define the exact nature of my cancer, it's travels in my body, his experience a prostatic tumor so large and aggressive in someone as young as me. I'll also find out what kind of chemical cocktail he has to offer me. Looking at the collection of patients in his waiting rooms left me with no illusion, This physician treats very, very ill people.
Tomorrow is 2nd opinion time at MD Anderson with Dr. John Araujo.
Keep all good wishes and love flowing folks.