Finito!

Finito! Finished! Completed! Done!

Twelve chemotherapy treatments are in the bag. Six months of feeling crappy for the majority of the time are over and done. Reid completed his LAST chemotherapy treatment this past Saturday.

While he and Jim were down at MD Anderson I went out and bought balloons. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any that said Congratulations, so I settled on Good Luck. Reid has a good sense of humor and I knew he'd find it funny, so Good Luck greeted him when he returned home.



The next day the balloons looked like this:


Reid joked that it wasn't a good sign.


Don't mind us. We all make sick jokes about cancer around here. It's our way of dealing with it. You'd probably be shocked by some of the things we say, but it's always better to laugh than cry, and knowing he's in remission makes it a lot easier to joke around.


Reid has been feeling OK after this treatment and has been able to eat, so we went out last night to celebrate at T-Bone Tom's in Kemah. Keith was in town for business, so the whole family was able to go. T-Bone Tom's is a Texas kind of place.

This is Troy and Reid eating Armadillo Eggs. They were an appetizer and weren't really laid by an Armadillo.




And this is Gwen (Keith's friend), Keith, and Jim. (I'm not in any of the pictures because I'm the official family photographer.)



Toward the end of next week Reid will go for a whole bunch of tests and then have his doctor's appointment on Friday. We should know more then about what's next. Hopefully, he'll be able to have radiation, but the Oncologist has already told us that he'll need to have a consultation with the Radiologist. Since his mass was so large there's a possibility the area to radiate might be too big. So, we'll wait and see. Meanwhile, the worst is behind him and things are looking better and better all the time.