To everyone,

Thanks for all your comments.

My frustration with my docs was not for me but for my wife. When the RO said "I thought about calling you Friday with the good news but I got busy. But with news this good you should kiss your wife." Well we did kiss and my wife swelled up with tears of joy and relief. I, on the other hand, took the CAT results with a grain of that cancer sand we all learn to live with.

When my MO told us of the rest of the CAT results, I was not really upset. My poor wife, on the other hand, was upset enough to cry again but this time for completely different reasons. I felt really bad for her. For the rest of the day and night I had to try to explain to her what we have all learned and have been sensitized to after reading thousands of posts, i.e. that no doctor will ever be able to tell me that I am cured forever. That I, now we, will only, at best, be cancer free between exams and scans. I mean she was just not as hardened to all the realities of this cancer as we are. It was like explaining to your child that there is no Santa before you wanted to. I hope I am making some sense.