Primary Stage 1B Testicular Cancer with Secondary onset Cabin Fever

Matt's week, though not as intolerable (so far) as I had anticipated, has been monotonous to say the least. Monday we went to the oncologist's office at noon, Matt had 5 hours of chemo, we left at 5:oo pm, spent the evening on the sofa, Matt forced himself to down water, eat dinner, and then we went to bed. Tuesday we went to the oncologist's office at noon, Matt had 5 hours of chemo, we left at 5:oo pm, spent the evening on the sofa, Matt forced himself to down water, eat dinner, and then we went to bed. Today we went to the oncologist's office at noon, Matt had 5 hours of chemo, we left at 5:oo pm, spent the evening on the sofa, Matt forced himself to down water, eat dinner, and then we went to bed.

Ok, well, maybe that's a bit exaggerated. We have had visitors in and out. We have had something different for dinner each night. There has been sparse vomiting thrown in the mix. He did get to witness the joy of the arrival of my new smartphone. Some lovely glassware that he had ordered arrived yesterday. So there have been some exciting bits and pieces here and there. Nonetheless, as expected, tonight the steroids that he is getting with the chemo finally kicked in and Matt found himself with a serious case of Cabin Fever.

He wanted to go somewhere, but he didn't want to go anywhere. I'll say that he was "restless", to spare you a long explanation involving chinese food and a disastrous trip to the laundromat. We finally decided to go to mom and dad's for a visit, since the drive is short and they always have good snacks.

Sorry, the story kinda ends here. We are home now and Matt seems to be feeling alright. Tired and alright. What more can you ask for?


Me, Matt and my wonderful mother :)


And, for your viewing pleasure, here is a gratuitous shot of me and my not-so-little brother :)