Update in the middle of chemo round #3

If laughter could cure...Kirstin would be home now. She says that she's never been this calm during a treatment round, and that while chemo is awful, this is completely endurable.

The oncologist decided to keep her on same regimen, but do another PET scan a few weeks after this round (instead of waiting until after the 4th round), to get a better baseline for how fast the tumors are growing. They have grown - but not very much (2 mm was what I was told) - and not nearly enough for him to be worried. This is apparently not uncommon for this stage of treatment. Which is very reassuring.

And her companion for this treatment round, M-E, turns out to be a God-send. Not only is she wise, compassionate and comforting (which we knew ahead of time), but she also turns out to have a wickedly delightful sense of humor, and a previously unimagined ability to turn the worst vagaries of hospital life into hilarious song. As I said, if laughter could cure...

To all of you who care, and love, and pray...thank you, and thank you, and thank you.

Andee