De-grumped

Paul was smiling when he came walking into the kitchen this morning. He apparently got up on his own (last), descended the bunk ladder, undressed/dressed himself and then actually ate breakfast (English muffin with peanut-butter, AKA: "Leigh's muffin"). I had managed to find him a new NASCAR for his collection which also brought many smiles. He's still in "post-hospital-I-need-everything,-and-I-need-it-now" mode, but I think that will wear off soon.

Paul has a radiation consult tomorrow as we consider hitting these areas on his head/face that are showing up. Also, we are thinking about what drugs to use. We are trying to predict that balance between Quality-of-life with level of aggressiveness of treatment. Less hospital time combined with maximum tumor kill is always the goal.

Anyhow, right now, today, he is feeling good, and we are all together. Pray for our decisions and for Paul.