I tried to write something all literary, but it turns out that being loaded with narcotics doesn't make you Anton Artaud, so we'll go with the flow.

After many promises of "we've nearly got it typed." "We're starting chemo today." "Opps we need this additional test.' ... Finally, My very persistent and careful doctors have an answer. It's a T cell Lymphoma with a leukemia component. So far it seems to prefer my lymph nodes blood and spind, so no apparent involvement if the liver, kidneys or and of those other really scary organs. It took time to nail it down because it a rare type. I may get a paper written about me! Woohoo!

The good news it that because of all their research they know what kinds of cells we're dealing with. We have a defined chemo protocol now. Started it tonight. So far so good. no nausea. The Prednisone(sp) has me a little wired up right now. When I finally have to go to sleep, The nurse has a trazodone with Atavan thrown in for good measure. And if that doesn't work, we add my favorite new narcotic, Fentanyl. A word about drugs kids... they end when you leave the hospital so don't overdo it.

So this is where it is it at. I am survive this. I have the great doctors. I have a killer support network. I an eating and walking. I ready to go with whatever life throws at me next. I am centered ans know myself well. I just have a feeling that things are already going well for me.