Jon,

Now you know what we've all been talking about. I spit for weeks, then magically one evening while putting my boys (kids) to sleep, I noticed that I hadn't spit in an hour. "I must have been able to swallow" for the first time in weeks. At that point I had to retrain myself to swallow again. From that point I was psychologically and physically rolling. I carried a spitting cup with tissues on the bottom to soak-up the "good" stuff. I also carried throw-up bags. Zip lock bags to toss one whenever you might need to. You're about to enter the toughest 3-4 weeks of your life. Keep up with your pain meds, your stool softeners, and your phone calls. Were all with you for support. All my best to my buddy.

Rob