Well, that PET scan was fun. It was just as I thought it was going to be (see 12.11.05). The office of nuclear medicine was deep down in the basement of Dana Farber. All the doors were super-heavy with lead lining through the middle of them...felt like I was in the Manhattan Project.

I wasn’t able to get my results. Those will come tomorrow (Friday) during my chemotherapy session. As you can imagine I am looking forward to my treatment tomorrow like I’m looking forward to having a root canal done with a rusty chainsaw. But, like always, it is what it is.

Dante had another trip to the doctor’s today. He now goes once every week. He’s up to 6 pounds 4 ounces...Jenny Craig might be in order here, or the kid’s just gonna have to get up on that treadmill. He’s been doing very well lately, and that is such a relief to me. He’s much more alert now when he’s awake, and its fascinating to watch him look around. I could watch him for hours.

To all the non-believers out there... yes, I’ve changed some diapers. Believe it or not, but I’m pretty good at it...of course, that doesn’t mean I like it.

My hair is really starting to come out now. It comes out in patches, and you can almost feel the areas on my head when the hairs stop growing. Eyebrows are still there, but they’re thinning out, and I expect them to disappear within the next couple weeks. I still feel the general aches and pains (especially in the areas of the lymphnodes), though today is about as good as I ever feel... the day before a chemo treatment is when you feel your best.

I’ll be on the computer all weekend as I work to finish a project I’ve been working on... so I’ll drop an update or two... maybe a new picture of Dante... maybe a picture of his room (which I finished today).