March 10, 2010

Only one more day of radiation treatment to go, and Dad is holding up like a champ.  Dad and I spent most of the afternoon at the Moffit Cancer Center, where they performed a full-body bone scan just to see if there were problems hiding in any other places.

All this week, Dad has been mostly energetic, alert, and pain-free.  With no work, reading, or blackberry to consume his attention, all of his energies go toward conversation with folks around the house.  I really believe that he's one of the world's great conversationalists, and we're all struggling just to keep up!  I picked the right year to subscribe to The Economist; otherwise there'd be no one around to nod at his musings on Greece's debt crisis, Chinese gender imbalance, the genius of General Petraeus, etc. etc. etc.

On a light, last note, we also visited Lynn at our trusty hair salon for an extreme makeover on Tuesday night, and Dad remarked that he hasn't been so aerodynamic since his first day of Army boot-camp.