Our Last Day, Our Last Post

John's last treatment. Wow. It's so nice to be done. Everyone has been so amazingly wonderful here at IBC, it's almost like leaving good friends. John says he's glad it's all over, but he's going to miss everyone. He's really ready to start his summer and be a kid. He has a few restrictions: he must continue on the Alivazato's diet for 30 more days, we have to watch his body temperature for 30 days and he needs to rest an hour everyday for 30 days. All of it with the exception of resting should be easy. John's numbers were, again, perfect today. He can't get any healthier at this point.
Dr. Vazquez has been so great - I wish all American doctors were like him. He's friendly, open, honest, funny, caring. We haven't met too many like that at all, sadly.
Elias - John's nurse is great! What a gentle guy and he knows how to handle a needle and grown men who are afraid of needles (we saw two this week!).
Socorro - For a lady who's job it is to take thousands and thousands of dollars from people to pay for the treatments, she's really a sweet, sweet woman.
Julio, Jose and the cooks - They're meals were surely different than American, but they were quite tasty! By the way, Carl loved the cactus!!
We'll end with two photos:




John's last, last treatment. Elias is removing the IV catheter and John is happy!!

John and Andrea celebrating the treatment being over by having a pillow fight.

Thanks to all of you who've been following us, praying for John and believing in the choice we made for John. There were plenty of people who thought (and still think) we are completely off our rockers....we've been called bad parents and accused of practicing "voodoo." All I can do is shake my head at such closed-mindedness and hope for the best. But for the rest of you, thank you. Your support has made our journey just that much easier. You truly find out who your friends are when you do something that is against the grain.

Love,

John, Tracie, Carl and Andrea

Adios, mis amigos!!

Our Last San Diego Weekend

Went to San Diego this weekend for the last time. Had a lot of fun with Lisa, Rob, Rachel, Jacob and Carl's mom, Bonnie.


On the trolley from San Ysidro, north to SD. We traveled all the way northeast, near Qualcomm Stadium. We had a clinic driver take us to the border where it took about 25 minutes to get across, then boarded the trolley here in San Ysidro ("san yuh see dro"). It took another 45 minutes to get to Grantville, where Lisa met us.





The kids and Carl went boogie boarding at Torrey Pines State Beach in Torrey Pines, CA. It was an overcast/hazey day. Inland, it was 96, here at the ocean it was 74. I just stayed on the beach, working my tan and taking pictures. It was so nice!! I love the ocean.





John coming in on a wave. Surf's up, Baby!

Anj coming in on a wave. Hang Loose!!










Andrea is letting Jacob's pet snake (gack!!) crawl on her.









We met my pacermaker-sister Kristine and her family, Justus (husband), Addy and Travis for dinner at The Chart House in Cardiff-by-the-Sea (actual name of a California city), right on the beach. It was gorgeous and delicious!!

Last post tomorrow, we leave the clinic at 3:30 for our 6:00 p.m. flight. Arrive Minneapolis at 11:45 p.m. and drive home. We are all very, very excited to sleep in our own beds.

Uneventful Day, Eventful Night

Wednesday and yesterday were relatively quiet...John had his treatment and we sat through our day "keeping busy" the way we all do at the clinic. While we would not seem busy out in the real world, we're quite busy within these four walls. It takes a lot of time and energy keeping spirits up, listening to incredible stories of will and fight, sharing a passion for healing and praying. Not to mention eating, laughing and shooting the $h*t.

There is a man here from Maui. He had a bad dream Wed night and kicked so violently in his dream that he broke his right femur! I kid you not. Turns out, his melanoma has spread to his bones. His bone cancer is bad enough that his femur broke from the force of his kick. This guy is amazing - I went to talk to him and he's thanking God for the incident. I get where he's coming from, but wow! He thanks God for it because without the strange circumstance of how his leg broke, he would not have known his cancer spread. He had surgery last night: they scraped out the cancer, inserted a rod in his femur and set the rod with surgical cement. Again, wow! I'm so anxious this morning to know how he's doing.

Now, if that wasn't enough for us here, we were visited again by La Policia Thursday night. They've been around a few times since we got here, but we got pictures this time!! Well, John got pictures. We sent him out into the street with the camera to get a few shots. He's the next embedded Fox News Reporter, you know. Anyway, the police were gathered at the top of the road that night. A few nights earlier, there were about 25 of them everywhere. One of the cooks said the mayor was in town and they were there protecting him. But, we don't know that for sure.

John got a shot of them as the drove away. Notice how Carl is inside the gate, checking things out. By the way, these police are local, not federal. The federales are in black trucks with (usually) 4 guys in the back.

Oh! I forgot to tell you that Carl tried actupunture yesterday. I wish I'd had the camera!!! He's going to try acu-suction on Monday to pull all the dead blood out of his upper back. He's been having a lot of problems with his right shoulder. According to Mr. I-don't-speak-English-or-Spanish,-only-Korean, this will help him feel better. Another patient here did it a few years ago and she swears by it. It's very affordable (remember, we are in Mexico - everything is affordable!) so why not? I'll try to get some pictures for you!

We are off to SD for the last time today. Will be back early Monday for John's treatment. Adios!

Thursday

Only five more treatments left...then no more! Yeaaaa!!!! John's pretty happy. Especially because they put his new catheter IV in a spot where there's a lot of arm movement and the needle keeps hitting his vein which causes him some unexpected surprises of pain. Elias, the nurse says there's a lot of nerves on the walls of veins (to protect them). John gets to feel them every so often. He'll just have to suck it up for a couple of more days, then they can replace it. For now, though, when it moves, we've learned how to wiggle it around so it moves away from the vein wall. Think of it like when your fork hits your amalgam filling...zing! He'll survive.

Anj went up to San Diego today to be with Rachel for a few days. We're trying to arrange some travel again this weekend, too; it's actually very stressful. It's hard having to depend on others to cart you around. I hope Anj has fun, though, with Rachel. They're like two peas in a pod, so they ought to have fun together.

After I dropped off Anj in San Deigo, I went for an hour run downtown along Harbor Dr. This follows the ocean-front, it's like the tourist spot for SD. There were a lot of people; runners, walkers, jugglers, magicians, tin-men (some guy spray-painted silver acting like a robot for money), shoppers and homeless people. I ran from the trolley Transfer Station to the airport and back. It was beautiful run. There was a cruise ship in port, so that was really cool to see up close like I did. I came back across the border, had a little lunch and went swimming at IMDET again. Got a good workout in today. Am still greatly missing my bike, but with a 100 mile ride planned for next Friday, I'll get reacquainted fast.

Did a naughty thing today and walked to the gift shop across the street. Bought a Pepsi (God, I love Pepsi, especially when I don't have it for 4 or 5 days) and m&m's. Both are forbidden on clinic grounds. But, so totally unlike me, I had a hankering for them so I bucked the system and drank my Pepsi with dinner and had my m&m's for dessert. The patients had papaya juice and baked apple. Ha! I think I got the better deal. :) I got some grief for it, though, from one of the patients so I was nice enough to keep my pop can hidden during the meal.

Seems to be a party next door tonight at the local restaurant. Maybe I'll have to go check it out - wonder if they have beer? Since I already broke the rules with pop and candy, why not go all the way??

Adios, mis amigos. Buenas noches.

Fun Day at Bufadora

La Bufadora, Ensenada
The mist coming up from the hole. Pretty cool, hey?? If you click on the picture, it'll open in a new window and you can see it bigger.

The orange things on the rocks are living Starfish. (I would suggest opening this to a bigger photo. It's pretty darn cool in gi-normous view.)

Main Street of Bufadora. These vendors are relentless. They will grab at you, push items into your face, shove flyers into your hands...it's very, very annoying. But, I did get an amazing deal on cowboys boots! We also got a great Father's Day gift for my dad. Can't tell you cuz he reads the blog. If he reads it here, then the surprise will be ruined when we see him next. Sorry.

Carl, Anj and John on the rocks above the blowhole waiting to be sprayed.

Andrea and John at the wall waiting to get sprayed even more!

John lost his tooth during lunch! Can the Tooth Fairy cross borders? Does s/he need a passport? Now these are questions that need to be answered!

Some of the people in our group. That's Doug from Idaho on the end (left) and Angelica from California on the other end. The three empty chairs are me and Melvin and Susan Yoder. Being Amish, they didn't want their photo taken. Check out the background, too. It's so beautiful there.

Tuesday

John's new friend, Jesse from Georgia. What a great kid with fantastic manners!! "Yes, ma'am" or "No, ma'am" all the time! He's here with his grandma who's getting a booster treatment for breast cancer. She's a 6-year survivor, too.

Another day at the clinic. John had his treatment and a half today...his body is really taking the treatments well. No more turning beet red! He's accepting all the laetrile really well. That's great. All his numbers are so good - this means his body is at a very good state of homestatsis. Many of the people here are doing well this time around - all except one. He was being treated for lung cancer and had some pretty bad numbers (there's no confidentiality around here) but yet sat outside his apartment everyday, smoking like a chimney. Doesn't make sense to me. Why would someone spend the thousands of dollars it costs to come here, yet not change their lifestyle to accommodate the treatment? Well, anyway...there are some great people here - no surprise there. Here they are:

Larry - treated for lung cancer, first time here but wife came here and survived 3 years breast cancer, lives in Idaho

Doug - treated for prostate cancer, 6 year survivor, lives in Idaho

Angelica - treated for lupus, first time, lives in California

Susan and Melvin - treated for rheumatoid arthritis (Susan) and just better health (Melvin), from Indiana (they're Amish and know our Amish friends Esther and Glen from the last time we were here)

Moses - treated for prostate cancer, first time here, lives in Indiana (he's Amish, too)

So, there we go. That's everyone, except who's in the hospital but they're too sick to become friendly with - they're really focused on getting better, not making friends. One man, from Boston, is barely 3o. He has some kind of cancer and when he first got here, he cried constantly and his parents came because they didn't think he'd live. But, now he's feeding himself, sitting up and his parents left since he's doing so well. Amazing miracles everyday here.

So I found a place to swim: www.imdet.tijuana.gob.mx/index.asp. It's like an outdoor YMCA - basketball, track, outdoor track and field stadium, 2 pools, weight room, floor classes, etc. Everything you could want for working out, except spin classes. I've been swimming everyday in the 50 m pool. Wowza! What a difference from a 25 yd pool at our Y at home. It's so great to do long swims in a long pool! Everyone is really friendly - they let me practice in the 50 m pool with the swim team, as opposed to the small 25 m pool. All that to do and it only costs $250 pesos (about $2.00 American). Really, a deal!! If you go to the website, click on the "galarias" link. That's photo galleries - they photos of their recent triathlon. Wish I could've been here for that!!!

Tomorrow we go to Ensenada to visit La Bufadora.

Pictures Finally

We finally got some pictures downloaded off the new camera. Here's what's going on here in our live in TJ:

This is our "house." It's a small, 3-bedroom house with a kitchen, dining room, living room and bathroom. It's actually pretty nice...We have a housekeeper who comes every morning to clean (change linens, clean, do dishes...I could easily get used to that!!) and she'll do laundry if you ask. Her name is Lupe and she's very, very thorough. When she's not cleaning the apartments for the clinic, she's running the restaurant next door.

The cats still run around the clinic grounds - there seems to be two more of them. Maybe a few months old, so makes sense they seem new to us.

More pics tomorrow. Buenas noches. Habla luego.

Nice Weekend

We had a nice weekend in San Diego. We went up on the trolley on Friday afternoon, walked around Gaslamp District of a few hours and met Matt Fitzgerald for dinner at Anthony's Fish Grotto. He drove us up to Lisa's. Saturday we went to the San Diego Fair. I know you've been just dying to know which kind of cotton candy I decided on. I will make you wait no longer...both! Haha! Cotton Candy heaven! Then we found fudge. It was a nice day. The kids went on a ride where they spun around in their seats and on the arms of the ride. I'll put some pictures up tomorrow after I download them (thanks Lisa for the use of your camera cord!!).

On Sunday, FATHER'S DAY, we took Carl sea kayaking! We can finally tell you - it was his Father's Day surprise. We took him kayaking through Hike, Bike and Kayak (www.hikebikekayak.com) in La Jolla. It was 2-hour "cruise" around La Jolla Cove. We spent about 30 minutes learning how to paddle (just like canoeing, if you must know) then they set us free out in the Pacific Ocean. John and Carl were in one kayak, Anj and I in another. We kayaked over to the cove, it took about 20 minutes to get there. The ocean was pretty calm, just some good rollers - enough to make you feel pukey if you thought about it. Once we got to the cove, we paddled past and through some sea caves - that was pretty cool. Saw some sea lions in and out of the water, but no dolphins, whales or tiger sharks (all of which we were supposed to have seen). So a little disappointing on that end, but all in all very fun. There were about 10 other kayaks in our group. We all did a kayak race along the rock reef (similar to a barrier coral reef, but made of rocks instead of coral). Anj and I took second, only half a kayak behind a Navy Seal!! We so rock! I think kayaking is my new sport - now only if I didn't get seasick...Carl was very happy and enjoyed himself immensely and that's what our goal was. I wish we could've taken some photos but I took some after and they'll get posted, but Carl was smiling the whole time and looking like a kid in a candy store with free reign. It was nice to see him so happy.

After the kayak trip, we hung out on the beach for a while, soaking up the sun. Then we went to have lunch, La Jolla style and toured an open house. A 2-bedroom, master bedroom w/suite, LR, BR, kitchen and DR for $1.4 million. Taxes = $125,000. Not kidding. It's 3 blocks from the ocean, so it's all about location, location, location. It even had a garage and a pretty nice backyard. I would consider mowing the back lawn - it would take about a half hour with a good pair of scissors.

We got back to the apartment at around 8:30 TJ time, after a harrowing cab ride. The jerk tried taking advantage of us. I was NOT happy with him but really torn between letting him have it and our lives. Just like the police, you can't really trust the cabbies, either. He was going the wrong way, telling me it was more than 3 miles and I was arguing with him that it was more than 3 miles because he was going the wrong way. When he started going way out of the way, I put my foot down. I thought if it came down to it, we'd get out of the cab and hail another one. He got a real attitude but followed my directions. He dropped us off and I paid him the pre-agreed rate plus a slap-in-the-face tip. What an a$$hole. That was the first time we've run into anyone so blantantly rude and trying to take advantage.

We are "home" now safe and sound and all is good. Off to bed and another week starts tomorrow. Happy Father's Day to all the Dads - especially mine! Love you, Dad!

The Plan and Weekend Events

We met with Dr. Vazquez after we got the info on the supplements John is taking. He was happy with them and suggested we continue with them, that's good. To change things up right now would just add more chaos to our lives. He wants to add a Vit C supplement one month after treatment. Alivazatos patients can't have Vitamin C for 30-45 days after treatment. Something about the C interfering with the laetrile. He also wants to add some essential aminos to help with John's weight. He's lost 12 pounds in the six months we've been working on this. I knew he had lost weight, but didn't realize it was that much. Twelve pounds on him is a lot - you can see it one him, too. We need to work on getting his weight back. Unbelievably, his energy is through the roof. He's always running around doing something. Before we left, his big thing was a "brick" workout. It's a triathlon thing...he'd ride his bike around our 1/2 mile block a few times, then jump off and run around the block. He'd do it two or three times in a row. More of a workout than even I'd care to do! So, regardless of the weight loss, he's still as active as ever.

This weekend we're in San Diego visiting Carl's sister Lisa and her family. Carl's mom flew out with us and is staying with Lisa, so we're seeing her, too. Last night we met Matt Fitzgerald, a professional athlete and now I can say "friend," for dinner last night at Anthony's Fish Grotto. For those of you who know us, yes, we actually went to a fish restaurant for dinner. Carl was in his glory, eating real seabass while the kids and I had chicken. Well, that's what we were told it was, but ever since the Chicken Sandwich Incident when I was 8, I'm alwasy skeptical of, "Yes, it's chicken. Eat it up, you'll like it!!" Anyway, we did try Carl's seabass. It was alright - tasted like spongy chicken. I figure if it tastes like chicken, why not just eat chicken? It's a lot cheaper!! This morning, Lisa's husband, Rob, and I went for a 9-mile run. Felt alright til my femur popped out of the joint again. Six weeks off running and it's still not working right. Argh! I think we're going to the San Diego Fair this afternoon. Perfect - a 9-mile run and an afternoon of cotton candy. Love it! Tomorrow we're taking Carl on his Father's Day surprise. Sorry, can't reveal until tomorrow. He reads the posts. All I'll tell you is it's in La Jolla and you need a swimsuit...

John and Jacob are busy shooting bad guys out on the trampoline and playing pool. You know how they go together. It's very fun and satisfying watching the boys be boys. So, off to the shower now to get ready to go to the fair. The big question of the day: Pink or blue cotton candy??

Part II:Day 2

Second day and a good one. Okay, Carl is utterly freaking out about the forecast for La Crosse next week...in the 100's!! Rock on! I'm so excited! Bring. It. On!!!! Hey, Karri, Carl says to feel free to turn on the a.c. He's all worried about the heat taking over the house. I'm okay with a hot house - whatever you decide to do, just remember who shares the wine. (wink-wink)

Anyway, met with John's doc today. His blood all looks good - very relieved to hear that information. His live blood sample looks mch healthier than last time. Blood cells are free and moving around independently - not stacked, not depending on each other. He's got a little of an overproduction of yeast which is a little worrisome. Where would that come from? Most likely an overabundance of refined white sugar. Our bodies naturally produce yeast and refined white sugar helps the yeast to mulitply and stick around longer. We'll probably add a little more cocktail to the IV each day to get rid of it, but also really watch his candy intake for the next few months. We did let him have a little more than usual lately - amazing how his body reacts that crap. Dried blood shows a vitamin C deficiency, so we'll probably add on a vitamin C supplement. No big deal there, either. So, all in all, it's very, very good. All the labs look like the live cell therapy took and is doing well. Thank God, literally! Dr. Vasquez also gave us his blessing to go ahead with our hoped-for adventure to China. As long as John eats natural, organic food he should be good. Now I have to find an organic grocery store...So much to do...

We did a little shopping today, after John's treatments. Went to the Arts and Crafts Market. Wowza. These people are amazingly talented. There was a ton of wood, metal, pottery and garden art. We spent two hours there and got lost twice. The shopkeepers were a little annoying, but not nearly as bad as Revolutionary Blvd from last time. I could've stood in those shops for hours marveling over the art. Found a fantastic new "fuel belt." A fuel belt is a belt I wear on long runs that has mini-water bottles so I can stay hydrated and energized on a long run (like more than 2 hours). In Mexico, they have leather fuel belts that allow a runner to carry Bud Lite, Miller Lite or Schlitz. In a big can, too! Awesome! These Mexicans know how to run! I had to laugh out loud when I saw them hanging from the ceiling.

It's nice to have a kitchen in our house. This gives us the option of making meals here instead of eating things like cactus and quinoa (which is actually pretty good, minus the cactus) or mushroom pizza (as in a gi-normous mushroom with quinoa and cheese). We've had some good meals the last couple of days, too. Chicken and veggies, potatoes and veggies, lentil soup...all yummy when someone else makes it. When I make it at home, it's more like, "Hello? Domino's?" For whatever reason, it doesn't taste the same.

Until tomorrow...

We're Here!

Part II: Day 1

We arrived last night around 7 p.m. at the clinic. It looks the same, but the city has a different feel. Is it us? Being more settled and familiar, knowing what to expect? Or is the city more vibrant, alive and almost happier? Not sure which one. Our driver, Victor, said the state has taken over the city, there is a lot less violence and many of the cartel have been captured. He said one guy ran from "la policia federal," had facial surgery and when he was captured, they had to do DNA tests on him to make sure it was really him. I still say that kind of stuff happens in movies, but according to Victor, it happens right here, in the city we're in right now. So, I'm not sure why it feels different this time around - maybe a little of both.

The trip here was mostly uneventful. I got my brand new, ten-dollar bottle of friggin' lotion taken from me at security. I had just bought the bottle when we left for the airport, it was less than two hours old. Honest to God, those damn terrorists. I tell ya...I was not happy about it at all. The TSA big-head said it was because I could have some explosive in there that could disable the plane, therefore it was a security threat. Andrea says, "Mom, he's a cop. You have to listen to him." I was too quick to point out he was actually not a cop, just TSA. He lovingly dumped my lotion in the garbage and asked me to move a long. Seems to me that someone is just a little high on his horse. Hope he falls...into a big vat of Aveeno, ten-dollar lotion.

We are staying in "the house" while at the clinic. It's a little different than the apartment, I'd show you pictures, but I stupidly assumed the camera cord was actually in the camera case when in reality it's still in the AV drawer in the table in the living room at home. Therefore, I cannot download any pictures until I get a new cord. Maybe when we get to San Diego this weekend, I can find one. Anyway, the house has three bedrooms, kitchen, living room and bathroom. We have two emergency exits (back doors). It's nice. Andrea and Carl like it, John wants the apartment, but he's not one for change. The more consistency in his world, the better. He'll get over it, I'm sure.

John had his first treatment this morning...he also had blood drawn and he handled it way better than our newest friend, Larry. Larry is 72 years old (a year younger than last year; a real, live Benjamin Button in our midst). See, when he was talking with Secorra (the secretary), they were discussing their ages. They were both born in 1937 but Secorra was 72, whereas Larry insisted he was 73. Some time deep in the night, he woke up really contemplating this mystery. Since it was just plaguing him, he got up, got out the calculator and did the math (see, Ron, I'm not the only math-idiot around). He lost a year at midnight! This place really does produce miralces!

Anyway, John was much braver in his blood draw and catheter placement than Larry. Yes, both needed hands to hold, but John didn't whine or become pale. He watched Elias' needle placement with hawk-like eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when it was in and done. He did great! His ears, cheeks, knees and elbows turned bright red during treatment - a sign his body was accepting all the vitamins and minerals well.

Andrea is bored stiff. I'm contemplating letting her hang in San Diego with her cousin, Rachel for a few days. We'll see. I think being bored may be good for her. Plus, trying new things is always good for anyone. She's going to have to get used to new and unusual things if we go to China.

Well, I need to get a move on. We're making spaghetti for dinner (because the dining room is serving mushrooms and cheese for dinner - even thinking about it makes me gag) and the noodles just finished boiling. So, more tomorrow.

Adios!

Here We Go Again

Monday, June 15 we leave again for Tijuana. This time, all four of us will be traveling to the clinic. We're flying out of Minneapolis this time. Saved a lot of money on airfare! Carl's mom, Bonnie, will be flying out with us and staying in San Deigo with Carl's sister, Lisa and her family.

John and I are happy to go back - it'll be nice to see Elias and the crew. Personally, I'm not looking forward to the food, especially at this level of Ironman training. My metabolism is high right now and eating a leaf of catcus just doesn't cut it! Carl's feeling nervous about the violence - I told him we'd walk the three blocks up the grocery store and stock our house-apartment, but he's not too keen on that idea. I'm confident that once he gets there, he'll see it's relatively safe and all will be fine. The only thing that makes me nervous is Anj's long, blond hair. It'll make her stand out, so the rule for her will be a required baseball cap if/when we leave the clinic. I'm sure she'd be fine without it, but Momma Bear is feeling a little protective.

We have a few fun activities planned to make the trip a little like a vacation - going to visit my "pacer-sister", Kristine and her family, maybe hit a Padres game, spend afternoons at Lisa's house, a little bit of site-seeing in TJ (Revolutionary Boulevard) and a special Father's Day activity which I am not at liberty to discuss right now, should the Dad read this before we go! Of course, we'll blog about it afterward.

The focus, however, for this visit, is continuing John's upward health. He has done soooooooo good since our first visit. Unbelievably good. A sort of "pinch me, I can't believe it" kind of good. Every single day, he's pooping. Never, well, I mean prior to Dec 29, has he done that. I've even toyed with the idea of considering he might be healed! I think after the year anniversary, I might entertain that idea more, but right now, it's just dancing in my head. We cannot get over how well he's doing. He continues to stay true to his Aliviazato's diet. It's tough to be 11 and eat like that, but he educates others sometimes and feels good about what he's doing. When he has sleep overs, he bring his own food, he packs his own lunch everyday (but not for much longer!) and only pouts sometimes when he can't have something. He's so great! I guess I'm just blown away by the fact we fought so hard for 10 years to get him better with little success. All the horrible tests he's been through, time, money, etc. We spend one month in TJ at this clinic and he comes back fine and continues to be fine. As an interesting experiement, we submitted all his TJ treatments to insurance (we were wondering if they'd cover any of it, to save some money). We got the EOB back from insurance with a little letter that said, among other things, "...upon review of his case, we feel contemporary medicine can alleviate the issue at hand." Well, those of you who know me, I just about had a cow when I read that stupid statement. It still raised my heartrate and blood pressure just typing it. What bunch of idiots insurance people are (if you are one, no personal offense, I'm speaking in general terms and since this is my blog, I can type whatever I want). So, I will just leave it at "Ha! Little do they know...oh, so little!!!"

So, please stay tuned for updates on his treatment. I'm so anxious to know his "numbers." His first day he'll have blood work and a inspection of his live and dead blood cells to see how healthy his body is. We'll compare it to the info from the last visit and see how the live cell therapy worked/is working. I'm all about the data, so I'm really looking forward to the comparison.

As always, thanks for reading, thanks for caring and most of all, thanks for your support. Keep us in your prayers as we travel and change up our lives for two weeks. Please keep the other patients at the clinic in your prayers, too.