On Monday, I had my latest round of chemo.  Dr. Hathorn was pleased with my response to my first dose. And although the bosses couldn't feel any bumps, I apparently still have some small ones under my front leg pits (prescapular).  She said the enlargement was "very mild" and we have high hopes that my latest round of chemo will knock those out too.  The plan is to get another dose on May 22nd and to get an echocardiogram on June 12th to see how my ticker is doing.  If everything looks okay, then I'll get my next dose that day and two more doses after that (at three week intervals).  After that I will not be allowed to take any more Adriamycin as I'll have reached my lifetime maximum dose.  I have all of my claws crossed that I'll be into a long (long, long, long, long, long, long, long, long - well you get the idea) remission by then.  Frankly, my chemo options are not all that great after I'm done with the Adriamycin.

So, I mentioned that Groupies Bob & Dianna were coming to visit last weekend.  They came and, much to my surprise, didn't spend their time hand feeding me baby hamburgers all day.  In fact, there were a couple of occasions where (gasp!) I had to actually ask for food!  Well, my elevated expectations aside, we had a very nice visit with them and as always it was sad to see them leave on Sunday morning.

Well, I've got to run.  I'm hoping to mooch a little something-something from the boss ma'am.

Have a great day!

Little Bit

P.S.  Happy birthday Cheryl!