Back in one piece

Nothing of great import to report.  The boys and I survived boy scout camp (though, after showing my wife some of their clothes, MaryBeth questioned whether the boys left any of the dirt AT the camp).  One would think that spending the last couple of days essentially walking about camp and spending time time in rocking chairs would not be all that tiring, but I’m wiped.

It was a good trip and I am really glad I was able to go.  I’m really pleased at how well I’ve handled treatment thus far.  One more week and I’m done with this phase.  I have to say, though, there is part of me that remains a tad bit concerned at my lack of side effects from the treatment.  It’s hard not to think sometimes that perhaps the treatment is NOT working given my lack of side effects.  Though, as one friend pointed out to me that is tantamount to a pregnant woman saying, “I am not having morning sickness, so I must not be pregnant.”  I’m sure everything is going well.  I guess we’ll find out on July 24.

Hope you had a great 4th of July and are having a great rest of the weekend.

Merle