Further update.......

We met with the oncologist and we're impressed with his knowledge and compassion (a rare combination, sometimes!). The verdict is that we are looking at control of the cancer, not a cure. I disgraced myself by nearly passing out in his office when I heard that. I broke out in a drenching cold sweat - the doctor handed me a box of Kleenex, and then I had to ask for a glass of water. Sheesh. At least I pulled myself together before they had to fetch the smelling salts.

As of now, the plan is for low-dose chemo (taxol) weekly for as long as it works. Jim has had two sessions already, with the third tomorrow, and has had practically no ill effects.

So, we keep on keeping on. Jim is confident of beating this. And after all, he has survived a couple of impossible things already. I am in awe of his strength and courage. As for myself, just call me Cleopatra, Queen of Denial. I'm living in the moment - and taking Zoloft! - and that's working, at least for now.

I'm lucky to have the best employer and coworkers in the world. They have been totally supportive when I need to take time off, and the times when I'm barely functioning. I don't know how I could manage without their support.

Thanks for listening,
Barb