Last Monday, Tom and Lois went to Michigan for his doctor's appointment and to see his cousin (aunt's daughter). Well, Dr. Pajpi, an excellent oncologist, referred Tom to this specialist for a newer treatment for cancer. After reviewing Tom's file and work, he felt that treating Tom's not-very aggressive cancer with this aggressive treatment was inappropriate. He felt Tom was doing OK and was not in need of this therapy at this time.
Father's PSA jumps up and down, sometimes related to other illnesses, but is generally less than 10. This oncologist didn't think Tom was in bad shape. How about that for a kick in the pants?
Tom and Lois also met up with Vivian, his cousin, and talked. They hadn't seen each other in decades. Neither of them remembered Their grandfather talking much -- shame. Vivian married a doctor from Scotland, lived in Canada, North Carolina, and Michigan. By rare luck, it was Vivian's birthday, so there was another little celebration.
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Mom's dancing in the shower yields a cut on the foot. Today, Lois reported lifting her foot forward then back while in the shower, exercising. In doing so, she cut open her foot on the spigot. She was instantly worried about the cut, remembering about diabetes losing a limb from a cut like that, but ... that isn't a realistic worry for her at this time.
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