A Quiet Day

This is the first day in the last eight weekdays that I have not had a medical appointment.

I stopped by the tennis court this morning to say hi. As soon as I stepped on to the court, I had women begging to see my hairless chest. Well, it was one woman.

I said goodbye to Kate, who is on her way back to Ontario and then spoke with a few people experienced with the cancer routine.

I am surprised by how many people have travelled on a cancer journey. They all share encouraging words and helpful advice for which I am grateful.

I have also had many people indicate that they are praying for me. I am just not sure if the prayers relate to the cancer or in the hope that I will actually become a better guy in the future.

Finally, there are those that offer to do anything I need. This has created a logjam on the "hoping to drive Charlie" list. I can just see tennis players and bridge players battling for driving rights supremacy!

The curious thing is that those that offer to do anything to help tend to decline my request that they take the chemo for me.

With such a host of well wishers, I cannot but be buoyed up about this journey.

Thanks to all of you.

Pet Scan tomorrow morning. Restricted diet today and I survived it.