1 down – 11 to go.

P had his first chemo treatment this morning. He’s sleeping it off. He’s got a pump for 46 hours with a drug called 5-FU. I like to think someone working in pharmaceuticals had a sense of humor.

It’s really early, but not too many side effects yet. Had a nice big lunch and has been sleeping since. We’ll be able to tell more in a couple of days.

Take a moment to say a little prayer that the drugs are doing their job and that that cancer is taking a beating worse than the one the rest of P’s system is getting.

Chemo itself was uneventful. Rex wifi is pretty dern slow, but he listened to the podcast “My Dad Wrote a Porno” so he basically giggled his way through the treatment (thanks, Brendan and Lauren for the recommendation!)

Sweet volunteers stopped by – one sang some songs and played guitar. Ok, it was a little weird, but his heart was in the right place.

The nutritionist stopped by to check in. P’s supposed to eat 110 g of protein every day. In case you’re wondering, that’s like an entire chicken. But, if it helps his white blood cell count stay high, then I’m cool with it.

Not that interesting. I’m OK with that, too.