So, Deb and I came into town this past weekend for Colin's birthday (his oldest grandchild). And we got a looksee at Pop firsthand.
[Photos: Dad with Braden, Mom with Colin.]
He is putzing around, doing little jobs. His hair is intact, though temporarily thinner. He looks and feels more tired. We are trying to tell him he's still tough. It's just that it is hard to fight a chemical! That's why chemical warfare is so scary...because you cannot use brute force against it.
His chemo is nearing the end. The end is in sight!! Considering EVERYthing, he's doing remarkably well. Liver readings are great. It is just the chemo side effects (fatigue, headaches, neuropathy--a tingling/numbness that is really uncomfortable in the extremities) that are the problem. So...again, all things considered, things are going well.
The other downside is BOREdom! Dad and mom have taken in a few foster dogs for the
Michigan Humane Society (an amazing organization, really), and that is helping. Here is a picture of one of the babies they have currently:
This is Buddy. He is a GOOD dog. Really.
He also helped rehab a squirrel that one of mom's coworkers rescued from cold, rainy road after it was hit. It is still alive and now in a rehab center that mom dug up!
Dad is looking forward to going back to work. He'll feel more normal. And stop watching COPS.
I think he should go into a new field. Time to get away from carpet and do more people-only stuff. What do you think? What job would he be best at?
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