Chemo Day Minus 1

So, Mike and Judy were back at the Emory Winship Cancer Center yesterday. They met his myeloma oncologist, a very nice fellow with a sterling reputation. He reviewed Mike’s lab and imaging reports, talked to Mike and Judy, and did a brief examination of Mike. He then called Mike’s lymphoma oncologist and they conferred. Mike’s situation is unique with a capital U. He has two primary cancers, both derived from the B cell line of lymphocytes, but apparently unrelated to each other. Mike did a search of the medical literature and could find no similar cases reported. This was confirmed by Emory. So there is no research to go by to direct the course of treatment. Nevertheless, they have come up with what looks to Mike and Judy like a reasonable treatment plan which would address both cancers and likely bring about a positive response. Mike sees his lymphoma oncologist tomorrow and starts chemo tomorrow. He is ready. He plans on telling his doctor that they need to write his case up and that he needs a good outcome because everybody likes a story with a happy ending. Mike is going on medical leave starting tomorrow for an indefinite period of time, depending on how the chemo affects him both from the side effect standpoint and the effectiveness standpoint. One of the bizarre things about this is that despite all the cancer in his body he still doesn’t feel all that bad, certainly nothing that would cause him to make an appointment to see a doctor. Had he not discovered this almost by accident almost 2 months ago his condition would have been much more advanced by the time it was addressed. Maybe God wanted to get Mike’s attention and remind him who is still in charge. Duly noted, thank you very much. Sometimes, God is well in the background and not especially noticed from day to day. And then life happens, and oh, right, God, we still need you. So, thanks for always being there for us cats, people, and all your creation. It has also been pleasant to be reminded once again how good and loving most people are.

So, no jokes today, just the news. Please keep all of us from Happy Meadows  in your prayers. You are always in ours. Peace.

Author: Black Magic

Black Magic is a handsome, charming, and self-absorbed cat who lives with Mike and Judy Gordon in Marietta, Georgia. He is about 7 years old, and he will remind you at every opportunity that his grandfather was Black Jack, that famous cat who wrote his own autobiography. Black Magic has a great many opinions, and despite his natural feline arrogance, he seems to be genuinely spiritual. But the reader can decide for him/herself. View all posts by Black Magic