Wednesday, September 2: Wait and Watch

Doctor said, "Your enlarged lymph nodes have not decreased.  I just don't know what to think about that. You seemed to have had more response when we had you in the hospital for that week of really hard chemo."

I asked him to explain just where the nodes were, confirming that two near the trachea were gone. They are in the abdomen and pelvis.  "One is 15 millimeters, we'd much rather see centimeters. We'll just have to wait and see what happens." His blood counts were just a little low still, but much better than six months ago.

Then the doc switched to, "So, are you going to watch my sabbatical?"

Me: "You're having a sabbatical?

"My run for Governor."  A little political talk, mostly felt like he was practicing his stump speech.  Then back to Mike with, "I'll see you in about a month." As he was charging out the door I stopped him, "Hey, can he have the PICC remove?"
"Yes, sure, we will do that right here."

We went to scheduling, got an appointment (switching to a different doctor in the practice), and Mike got the PICC out.

Next week we will get to see the old farts -- I mean good old friends from Mike's professional days!

Wait and watch.  I prefer live and love.