Great weekend. Lisa up by Friday eve and we did Callaway’s for spaghetti and meatballs and a glass of stout. Appetite is roaringly good. And the old GI comes back on line after all that fasting–damn that colonoscopy prep!–and the barium shakes. Saturday, Mike Stones calls. He is obviously in the office reading reports and sees that I have entered the health system in a big way. He is so empathic. Of course, we have a 30-year relationship. (He has had his finger in my ass, more than any other living being.) Today we meet with the oncology doc. Mike has said that they will “stage” me now. What this means is that they will focus on where in the body the cancer lies (and importantly where it doesn’t) to determine where I am on their 4 point scale. So the Monday meet and greet. Ali ben Jacob, the onc doc, is an interesting character. Kind of hard to read, but soon we are laughing in his office. He is upbeat about a NHL diagnosis. We agree to return Wed for a bone marrow stick. Tuesday is another CAT scan. Still no data from the assays being completed in SLC at the molecular level. AbJ wants to identify precisely what kind of abnormal NHL cell we are looking at. Treatment depends on this identification.
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