This Machine Killed Cancer

Just a quick note to let everyone know that I’m out of the hospital and doing well.  They’re still not sure exactly what’s happening in my lungs, but they have it narrowed down to a few things: either PCP Pneumonia (not as fun as it sounds) or damage to the tops of my lungs from the extensive chemo and radiation.  I got a bronchoscopy yesterday, a procedure in which they force a small camera up your nose, down your throat and into your lungs.  However, since they won’t have the results until next week, my doctors decided to just give me medicines to treat everything it could be and sent me home.  They’ll call me when they figure out what’s going on and tell me which ones to stop.

The drugs seem to be working, because I am no longer having coughing spells that leave me gasping for air.  I am still quite short of breath and tire out easily, but Rebekah and I were able to climb to the top of Occhoneechee Mountain this evening and I only had to stop a few times.  We had a nice picnic dinner and watched the supermoon rise.

As always, thanks for the calls, texts, and emails.  Y’all keep me strong.