Yesterday was treatment 17, which means that Dad was more than half-way done with radiation treatments. His final day of radiation is September 10th, and you better believe there will be a celebration that night!
Dad continues to feel pretty well. He's tapering down on the steroids (which is a great sign, actually, that he can tolerate fewer steroids in his system), has a great appetite (best sweet corn EVER right now from the back of a farmer's truck in Elkhorn), and the doctors are all making comments that he looks really good. Dull headaches and some fatigue are a part of his day right now, but he's trying to combat it with a daily walk around the neighborhood in the mornings, and staying as active as possible during the day.
So far, the weather in Omaha has cooperated for us to take the convertible beetle to every appointment and treatment. We're both showing some evidence of sunshine on our noses and cheeks.
And we got Dad to a movie yesterday: "Wall-E" with grandkids Emily and Dillon. Since it was Emily's first movie, it proved to be more entertaining than planned. Two tubs of popcorn, a box of Junior Mints, and a booster seat were all part of the evening. At one point, Emily leaned over to Dad and asked, "Grandpa, why are your eyes closed?" Let's just say that Tracy came to pick up her daughter about an hour in to the show while the rest of us stayed back to watch the rest of the movie.