Just crappy news...

Out-take from the Christmas photo shoot. Harv was NOT READY!

Bob underwent radiation therapy in November -- total skin electron beam therapy. He concluded treatments in early December, and we were hopeful that it might bring lasting remission. The theory is that the radiation knocks the cancer back to square one, and it makes the job of the regular drugs easier.

Well, this time it was not to be. The remission lasted only about five weeks, and while it did make his skin improve (normal!) it caused other issues that detracted from what might have been enjoyable good health.

Round two of radiation starts next Tuesday. This time they're going to hit it a little harder -- poor Bob, he had reactions to "treatment lite" -- now we'll have to deal with some blistering and swelling beyond what we had the last time.

Bob is not working now either. Even in the few weeks he was starting to get well, he was talking about going back to work. No chance of that now, at least not yet. He'll be commuting 90 minutes one way to his radiation treatments four days a week.

He seldom complains, but recently he did state (pretty loudly) that he was NOT going to let the disease stop him from the things he enjoys. He's hanging in there. But it is harder for him, I know.

The rough thing is, there is no cure -- it's got to be managed -- and that seems to be getting harder to do. One doctor told us we just needed to find the right treatment. I hope he  is right...