Our lives revolve around Thursdays. Either we’re preparing for Thursday’s arrival or Ken is recovering from Thursday’s treatment.

This Thursday, we saw the oncologist and, as expected, he ordered the PET scan. (His request:  Get the scan between next week’s Erbitux and the start of treatment 7.) The doctor is going to take the PET scan results to the tumor board so they can discuss next steps in Ken’s treatment. Officially, we don’t have an oncology appointment for another month but he’ll follow up with us during Ken’s chemo to discuss the PET scan results. In essence, it means that chemo will continue for at least another month.

I got a copy of the first PET scan and report to give the colorectal surgeon but of course I also kept and read a copy. (Ken has not read it.)  A good amount of the “usual” colon cancer information does not specifically apply to Ken which makes googling for advice less reliable. The specifics from Ken’s PET scan help, as does having medical professionals in the family (thank you, my dear!).

Chemo makes him cold but Thursday it was so bad we had to cover him with two heated blankets. While he was sleeping, I went down to the cafeteria to see if I could find a treat for him. A couple weeks ago they had pecan-coated tilapia. Thursday, the specials were open face roast beef sandwich (soggy bread, ick!) or spinach and feta calzone (too heavy). Fortunately, they also had chicken rice soup, which he seemed to enjoy.

Ian’s birthday party was last weekend. He and his two besties went bowling, as planned. There were no turkeys but lots of fun with the pins. Then, they played in the arcade and cashed in their tickets for some candy and three pairs of handcuffs (!). They fell asleep watching Avengers and ate pancakes for breakfast. Perfect, low-key party for my double-digit boy!