(See my previous entry.)
My Mum sent an email to all our friends and relatives the other day and a bit in the middle made me smile:
… We are also spending time ski-ing (spending kids inheritance) with visits to garden centres, expensive retail outlets (shops) and most of all food suppliers. B [Dad] has taken to both choosing and COOKING his average of six meals a day, which pleases the wife immensely …
And here’s the good news
Dad went for his third dose of chemotherapy on Monday - while he was there they took a chest x-ray and, after checking it out, they informed him that the tumour has shrunk. He sent me a text message telling me the details and I actually let out a shout for joy which made Rocco jump! They took him off the steroids, too, so we’ll see if he keeps his appetite.
Bloody marvellous news.