Today was my mom's oncology visit.
We got news, some good, some not so good.
Her cancer count had jumped dramatically since March.
But now we know her current treatment plan is no longer working, so...
doc. set a new treatment plan.
Next week, she's back to chemo, once a week, for 3 weeks.
Take a week off, do it all over again.
The fact the other drug was not working explains why Mom has been feeling horrid, awful and just not good. Doc says she'll begin to feel better, once this new one kicks in.
She told the doc. " I have a granddaughters wedding to attend the end of this month."
He assured her " you have a lot of life left in you...you'll be there."
And then he told us about how his family is just like the one in the movie My Big Fat Greek Wedding. (He's from Lebanon)
He told us when he met his future son in law he asked him
"Have you eaten? "
" well..... have a sandwich."
Also how all the family events, crazy-cheek-pinching aunts and such perfectly describes his family.
I told my sister she missed out this past weekend.
She should have been pinching cheeks!
Maybe she can get a few in at the wedding.