Goodbye weekend, hello Monday

Another weekend has flown by. The threat of bad weather Sunday kept us away from A Taste of Marietta, which we had planned on taking part in. But we did get by a spring festival at a friend's church on Saturday. Lynn, my wife, got some earrings and we saw our friend. Also had dinner Friday with my good friend Larry, so the weekend had its up side. ...
The little bit of walking I did at the church festival reminded me of how out of shape I am. This past week, I had something going on every day ~ and it took its toll. I'm worn out. My doctors have told me not to expect to get my stamina back anytime soon. ...
I'll be visiting the doctor's office today for yet another blood test. I predict my white blood cell count will be OK, but I expect my red count to be down a little. We'll see if I get what I call a booster shot. ...
Next Monday will be chemotherapy. Three weeks later a PET scan, which will reveal where I stand. I'm praying we've killed this monster. Each day that passes I get a little bit more nervous. I'm not sleeping well. I think it's because I'm worried about the scan results. Everything points to everything being OK, so I'll have faith that I'll come through the test will flying colors. Please continue to pray I'll get the test results I'm look for. Thanks!