Dr. Fossella, Dad’s oncologist, did not exactly say “verily, verily, I say unto you,” when Dad met with him this afternoon for a follow-up consultation. What Dr. Fossella really said was, “the scans are very, very good.” “Very” times two!! Bad news for the lung tumor—good news for Dad!
Looking at Dad’s chart, Dr. Fossella noted that he had done a good job of keeping his weight up. “Yes,” Dad replied with a grin, “I ate tons of gravy.”
“How’s your breathing?” asked Dr. Fossella.
“Much better,” Dad replied. “I walked a mile a few days ago and wasn’t even winded. I haven’t been able to do that in years.”
Dr. Fossella closed Dad’s chart, shook our hands, and said that he would see us in April. We exited the Thoracic Center and walked down now familiar halls to the A Elevators. We made our way to Level 8, North Column 17 of Garage 10, Entrance 2, and then headed for the freeway. As we traveled, we talked about God’s goodness and His many blessings.
Here’s some more good news: I have a new skill. If anyone needs to travel to the downtown Houston area, and it’s rush hour traffic on I-10, and it’s raining, then I’m the one to get you there. I can even make you a bowl of gravy to sustain you on the trip:)