Hi All:

My take is that cancer, and it's sudden headlong plunge into facing personal mortality, gives some a quiet resolve while it makes others more extroverted. Dave has developed a sense of himself and an understanding of what the word fallible means. I'm not sure that's a bad thing. Scary, but not necessarily bad. It has made him (and by proxy, me) more real (albeit with less time for bullshit but maybe there was too much before in life anyway).

Dave goes to see the radiation oncologist for a check-up on Thursday. As always, my fear is surfacing higher than my ability to accept the unknown. I'm also not opposed to the power of a little group luck so please keep everything crossed-it's nine months out now but whose counting?

Thanks,

Kim