Dr. Gill

A sort of interesting week.

I continue to feel good and many have said that I look good. Usually, they say that I look better than the last time they saw me. Hmmm.

I met with Dr. Patel yesterday and he seems happy with what is happening. Stability is the goal. Of course, it is hard to tell until the next pet scan that will be in early December. If things continue as he hopes, I can likely take Xeloda for 3 or 4 years.

As soon as I stopped taking Xeloda last week, my tennis declined slightly, but I went back on it last night and played a little more decently this morning. I would note that I played four sets last Saturday. Of course, that was the coolest day in a long time.

Last Saturday, I went to the Flea Market and in attempting a slick maneuver in my car, I got stuck in the mud. Boy, was the car dirty. People even commented on it as they walked by it. I was able to get out of the mud and off to the car wash without extreme humiliation.

But two humiliating things have happened.

The first is that I got a call from an antiques dealer looking for antiques. I realized that he might be talking about me, but apparently I did not qualify.

Secondly, the research manager insists on accompanying me when I get infusions, which I did yesterday (Avastin for a supposed 1/2 hour). However, she decided to stay home to wait for a visit from the air conditioning repair man. I can only assume that the air conditioner is more important.

I did learn patience, however, as the 1/2 hour Avastin infusion ended up taking almost 3 hours. There were many contributing factors. If I had been required to show even more patience, they would have had to start calling me Dr. Gill.

Off to bed soon. In the non-air conditioned bedroom! We are now waiting for a quote on the work required. More patience! I may make the research manager my nurse practitioner.