IDF 5k

The great folks behind the IDF 5k asked me to help spread the word about their event in a couple of weeks – in exchange, I get a free entry! (Just kidding, everyone gets a free entry!)

The 5K@IDF brings together IDF World Diabetes Congress delegates and citizens of Vancouver to emphasize the need for increased physical activity to help prevent diabetes and diabetes complications. This disease awareness activity provides participants with the opportunity to raise public awareness about the importance of a healthy lifestyle in preventing and controlling diabetes.

Specific race details:
Name: 5K@IDF Run/Walk 2015
Location: Pacific Terrace, Vancouver Convention Centre
Distance: 5K
Date: Thursday 3 December 2015
Start time: 18:30
Cost: FREE
Sponsor: Novo Nordisk
Managed by: TRACS, Inc.
*All participants will receive post-race refreshments.

Event website:

All participants will have the opportunity to purchase a 5K@IDF runner shirt at a price of $13.50 USD (plus processing fee). 100% of the proceeds from runner shirt sales will directly benefit the International Diabetes Federation’s Life for a Child Programme.

Race Report – Squamish 50 Miler


I was very under-trained for this race. A couple of examples: This was my first 80k+ week in two months, and my biggest volume week in a year.

So yeah, should have trained way more.


But let’s start at the beginning. Way back in 2012, at the inaugural Squamish 50 I ran the so-called 21k (which was upped to 22.5 a week before the race, and my watch ended up showing 24). Turn out this was my gateway to racing ultramarathons as the next year I did the Chuckanut 50k and returned to Squamish for the 50k. Two more ultras in ’14 and I was firmly entrenched in the lifestyle. So late last year I decided that 2015 would be the year I stepped up to the next distance, the 50 miler. I knew that this would mean a return to Squamish, but I also knew that it would be a bad idea to have Gary’s brutal course be my first time at that distance. So I signed up for the Badger Mountain Challenge with intention of racing its 50 miler in March. But an injury and other factors conspired to keep me away from that race so it looks like I’d be taking on a Gary Robbins course as my first 50 miler. Gulp.


At least I wouldn’t be alone. I would be traveling / bunking / racing with three great guys: Dave, Alan and Michael. We left Vancouver on Friday evening and had an uneventful trip to Squamish. Got to package pickup before the beer ran out and then back to our hotel to check in and touch-base with some other friends where were there to race and/or cheer (including Pargol who was taking on the extreme 50/50 [spoiler alert: she did it!]). My nerves were certainly getting the better of me. I don’t remember the last time I was this anxious before a race. A combination of knowing what the terrain would be like and my under-preparedness was causing serious turmoil. To add fuel to that fire, once all was said and done, it was probably something like 11PM before I actually got to sleep. With a 4AM wakeup call.

Breakfast was instant oatmeal and more anxiety. Soon enough we were piling into Alan’s car and heading to the start line. We parked, checked in and dropped off our drop bags while Gary was giving the pre-race briefing. Then it was time to line up, a quick countdown and we were off.


START – AS1 (Mile 6)

The first leg is pretty flat – and completing this section in about an hour was right on what I wanted. A quick bite at the aid station and off.

AS1 – AS2 (Mile 12)

Not far into this section is the first substantial climb of the day. We’d climbed this a couple of time on training runs, so I knew what to expect. A half hour along here I started my fueling plan: a gel every 30 minutes. After the climb we descend to Alice Lake, just before which I saw Alan who’d rolled his ankle and would have to drop at the lake. Into the aid station in the parking lot where there were a bunch of people I knew. Another snack and some Coke and then I was off.

AS2 – AS3 (Mile 17)

Shortly after leaving Alice Lake, I decided to get my iPod going (yes Gary, I used just one ear bud, which totally ruined Bohemian Rhapsody – thanks for that). This leg was pretty uneventful, running when I could and power-hiking when I needed to. Keeping up the gel-every-thirty-minutes plan and drinking water pretty steadily (and, of course, electrolyte tablets). It seemed almost no time at all before I was rolling into the next aid station.

AS3 – AS4 (Mile 23)

Drop bag! Change of shirt and hat. Restock my gel supply, have a bit to eat and a quick word with Michael (AS3 doubles as AS4 as from here we do a 10k loop) who had just completed the loop. Then it was off to the loop. Kinda flatish and downhill for the start, with some steady climbing later on. Finally a slow climb up a forest service road (when did we stop calling them logging roads?) and back to the aid station.

AS4 – AS5 (Mile 30)

A little more food and drink, then it was off to the big climb of the day: Galactic. I’d been up this one on a training run – and, of course, during the 50k two years ago – so I knew what I was getting myself into. But damn is this ever an unrelenting ascent. And once you’re at the top there’s not much relief because the descent is so steep and technical that large sections are unrunnable. But pretty soon I was coming into the next aid station, which was staffed with friends from the Running Room.

AS5 – AS6 (Mile 33)

It’s a pretty short trip to the next aid station, at Qwest University, so this segment went by fairly quick. Plus there was a fair amount of flat and downhill. So it seemed like no time at all until I was climbing the stairs to Qwest.

AS6 – AS7 (Mile 38)

Drop bag time again! Fresh shirt and hat. Gel restock. Spent a bit more time at the food table this time, eating lots. I knew there were two more aid stations and just under 30k to go. Not long after Qwest was another tough climb. This one involving some endless switch back in a 4-5k loop. But once that loop is done, it was pretty quick to the next aid station.

AS7 – AS8 (Mile 43)

Second last aid. A little less than 20k to go. With enough time that I knew even if I walked the rest of the way (and don’t think I wasn’t tempted) I would still be in under the cut off. Some more climbing, some more pounding torturous descents. And more and more gels. But soon enough I was rolling into the final aid station.

AS8 – Finish (Mile 50)

That’s it, last aid is done. All that stands between me and the finish line is about 10k including the horrific Mt. Phlegm. Ugh. Leading up to this ascent was some flat and nice downhill but once that climb started it just went on and on. But finally there was the course marshal, the helipad and it was all, pretty much, downhill from here. Some super-steep stairs then all of a sudden there were houses and civilization and the sheer rock faces that usually have climbers on them, but it was just starting to get dark so I guess they’d all gone home. Then it was along the river and under the bridge and along that one last stretch of road before entering the park and running into Gary’s out stretched arms. Done!

If nothing else, this race taught me that Yes, with a good training cycle, I could race 100 miles. Not on a Gary Robbins course, but something saner and less technical. So there’s that to look forward to.

Of course a huge thank you to Siobhan for her unfailing support and encouragement. The great folks at Powered By Chocolate milk have been supporting my efforts for years now. Thanks to all the amazing, awesome volunteers and crew and race organizers. The friends who were up to cheer and random passerbys. From start to finish this has been a stellar experiences.

The results: 14:52:41.7; 146th out of 190 overall; 109th out of 133 men; 33rd out of 38 in my AG.

A few other perspectives on the race: Anthony Lee, local legend Mike Murphy, the incomparable Linda Wong, and Chris Jones.

Craft Beer Advent Calendar. 24 beers in 24 days.

Several years ago I told Siobhan that, when I was a kid, Mom used to buy an advent calendar and us 4 kids had to share it. Starting that year, Siobhan would pick up one for me every year. Given the recent situation, I decided to step things up a notch and in early October I discovered that her favourite cosmetics store, Sephora, has an advent calendar. (I’m convinced that this is what pushed her over the edge to propose.)

Not one to take a challenge like this lying down Siobhan arranged to get me a Craft Beer advent calendar – 24 styles of beer, from 17 countries on 6 continents.  And what else could I do but blog about it. Every 4 days I’ll post a recap of the previous beers here.

BEER 1: Nøgne Ø Tindved

Nøgne Ø Tindved

Nøgne Ø Tindved

What the label says: “A sour Norwegian ale brewed with Norwegian malted barley and raw wheat. We added juice from pressed sea buckthorn fruits to obtain the brash sourness. Nøgne Ø ales are unfiltered and unpasteurized so pour carefully if you wish to leave the natural yeast in the bottom of the bottle.”

The beer is light and fruity and very fizzy, but not as sour as I was expecting given the description on the label. Certainly felt the high alcohol content. Definitely something I’d drink again.

BEER 2: Hippaheikki Teerenpeli Extra Special Bitter

Hippaheikki Teerenpeli Extra Special Bitter

Hippaheikki Teerenpeli Extra Special Bitter

What the label says: Very little in English

Great hoppy flavour, fresh and crisp. Very little carbonation.

BEER 3: Château Civrac Old Ale

Château Civrac Old Ale

Château Civrac Old Ale

What the label says: “This is our take on an ‘Old Ale’ a traditional English style of beer aged in wooden casks. This beer is a result of our collaboration with Château Civrac a Bordeux vineyard with Cornish connections. We use their wine casks to age the beer which contributes to the beer’s complexity.

I don’t drink a lot of malty beer, so this was a departure for me. Bold, rich flavour – again, very little carbonation.

BEER 4: Peak Organic’s Hop Blanc

Peak Organic's Hop Blanc

Peak Organic’s Hop Blanc

What the label says: No notes

Nice hoppy taste, reminiscent of some Belgian beer I’ve had. A little sweet with a hint of spiciness too.

BEER 5: Krampus Speciale

Krampus Speciale

Krampus Speciale

What the label says: “A Beer dedicated to Christmas, warm and enveloping, sweet, sour, and subtley spiced.”

Very complex flavours. Simultaneously sweet and sour, rich maltiness.

BEER 6: Fat Man, Red Suit, Big Sack

Fat Man, Red Suit, Big Sack

Fat Man, Red Suit, Big Sack

What the label says: No notes

Thickly foamed. Delicious India Red Ale (IRA). Full flavoured, plenty of hops with faint citrus and other fruit in the background.

BEER 7: Nuclear Free ANZUS

Nuclear Free ANZUS

Nuclear Free ANZUS

What the label says: No notes

Classic IPA, lots of hops with a bit of citrus. Excellent beer.

BEER 8: Weltenburger Kloster Anno 1050

Weltenburger Kloster

Weltenburger Kloster

What the label says: Ich weiß nicht Deutsch lesen

Bright crisp flavour, excellent example of a lager.

Beer 9: Cucapá Honey Amber Ale

Cucapá Honey Amber Ale

Cucapá Honey Amber Ale

What the label says: No notes

Great amber ale, didn’t pick up any real honey taste, but very delicious.

Beer 10: Gædingur Stout

Gædingur Stout

Gædingur Stout

What the label says: No notes

I don’t drink a lot of stout, but this tastes just like pretty much every stout I’ve ever had. Thick, rich and strong.

Beer 11: Wãis’ Tropical Christmas Saison

Wãis' Tropical Christmas Saison

Wãis’ Tropical Christmas Saison

What the label says: No notes

Delicious, but for a beer that has figs, oranges and cardamom in the ingredient list, it wasn’t as spectacular as I was expecting.

Beer 12: Biere De Noël

Biere De Noël

Biere De Noël

What the label says: No notes

Very strong beer (10.1%), deep flavour, a bit fruity and rich after-taste.

BEER 13: Blackfriar



What the label says: No notes, just a bit about the Blackfriar Cloister where James I was killed.

A bit sweet, a nice hit of hops.

BEER 14: Schwarze Gams

Schwarze Gams

Schwarze Gams

What the label says: No notes

Very nutty and malty.

BEER 15: Quills’ Karoo Red

Quills Karoo Red

Quills Karoo Red

What the label says: No notes

Delicious – smooth and clean.

BEER 16: Oud Beersel Bersalis Kadet

Oud Beersel Bersalis Kadet

Oud Beersel Bersalis Kadet

What the label says: No notes

Crisp clear ale. A bit malty and a bit hoppy.

BEER 17: Marmalade Porter

Marmalade Porter

Marmalade Porter

What the label says: A complex rich dark porter with a sweet malty base, overtones of bitter orange and hints of coffee and chocolate.

I went into this beer with some real trepidation. I’m not a coffee dinker and I loath the idea of coffee flavoured beer. But this beer wasn’t that bad. I wouldn’t seek it out again and I wouldn’t say that I really enjoyed it. But no where near what I thought it would be.

BEER 18: Jeune Gueule Weïti

Jeune Gueule Weïti

Jeune Gueule Weïti

What the label says: No notes

Very foamy, crisp light taste.

BEER 19: Winterporter



What the label says: No notes

Thick rich porter. Lots of flavour and a bit sour.

BEER 20: Vixnu Cerveja Colorado

Vixnu Cerveja Colorado

Vixnu Cerveja Colorado

What the label says: No notes

The only thing better than an IPA is an imperial IPA, all the hops and way more alcohol. Delicious!

The Cancer Chronicles: Weeks 8 – 11

Wow, 4 weeks without an update. This one’s a doozy.


Things started out just fine, Friday’s radiation was normal, we had a fairly quiet weekend. But by Monday she was feeling pretty run down and we were starting to worry about her (lack of) fluid intake, so we met up with Carolyn, her Nurse Practitioner, who topper her up with an IV. That helped for a while, but by Tuesday evening she was feeling poorly again, and a fever showed up Wednesday morning. Protocols dictate that anything below 38 degrees is nothing to worry about, but by mid-morning it has spiked to 38.3 – time for some action.

We went straight to the cancer centre and they wasted no time hooking her up to an IV and pumping a litre of saline into her. Blood was drawn for standard work and to cultivate some cultures, and by mid-afternoon she was on IV antibiotics. It was now becoming increasingly obvious that they would admit her to the ward on the 5th floor – and the policy was that she would have to be fever-free for 48 hours before release. Given that she was still feverish so late in the day, a Friday discharge seemed unlikely (I’ve since learned that they don’t discharge on Fridays at all) so we were looking at Monday at the very earliest. I’d been sending texts out to various family members and had just received work from her Mom on Mayne Island – she was on her way.

Around 5PM she was moved up to the ward – in a temporary room until hers was ready – and various doctors and nurses came by to assess the situation and reassure us as to what was going on. Then Josie showed up and decided that she’d spend the night in the room with Siobhan and I went home to try and sleep.


Thursday morning I was back to take over, and she looked much improved. Still not much of an appetite, but the small kitchen they have there was pulling out all the stops to find her something she liked. Radiation went off without a hitch and later in the day Doctor Cooper came in and said that yes, her blood cultures had bloomed and she was positive for a bacteria in her blood stream. They hadn’t narrowed down which one yet (we later found out it was pseudomonas) but this would mean 7 days of IV antibiotics (currently the broad-spectrum imipenem). By the time evening rolled around, things were looking up. Moods were improving, there was general perkiness. It seemed like a corner had been turned. I went home to get some sleep (ha!) and Josie took over the night shift.

By the time I got back Friday morning things had gone downhill. Overnight the fever had climbed, nausea came back with a vengeance and, well, other symptoms. This wasn’t the recovery we were hoping for. We took her down for her radiation treatment, but then skipped the weekly consult with Doctor Wu – back to bed and a nap. By the end of the day her medical oncologist Doctor Knowling, her radiation oncologist Doctor Wu, her Nurse Practitioner Carolyn, and the weekend on-call doctor had all stopped by and talked about how everyone was working hard to identify what was going on and that while hers was an extreme case, there was nothing happening that was beyond the norm. As Doctor Knowling said, she was an “interesting case” – not really something you want to hear from an oncologist.

Saturday started out fairly routine, I relieved Josie and spent the better part of the morning with her, the left to get some lunch and take care of some errands. Heading back, I checked in to see if anything was needed and all was good, but when I arrived, this was on her door:

Contact Precautions

Contact Precautions

Turns out they found another bacteria strain. And this was was fairly resistant and we would have to make sure it didn’t spread to other patients on the ward because they all have, to one degree or another, compromised immune systems. Clostridium difficile was the culprit this time, which meant putting her on flagyl and it also meant that all her visitors would have to wear gloves and gowns. At this point it was decided that I should take the night shifts (because of C. Diff no one else could use her bathroom, so it would be easier for me to be there at night) and Josie and Sarah and Nym would divvy up the day-shifts.

This was the case over the weekend, but on Monday it was decided that she should be moved to the Acute Treatment Area at VGH (the Cancer Centre and VGH are connected via an underground tunnel) as they could provide better care for a case like hers. So we packed up her stuff and trundled off to the real hospital. They had a private room waiting for her (10th floor, spectacular view) and a medical team ready to go. So more antibiotics and that evening down for a CT scan to see if they could find out where all this bacteria was coming from.

The scan revealed colitis, not unusual where C. Diff is involved, but nothing else untoward. The rest of the week was quickly becoming routine, antibiotics, fevers, nausea, doctors, nurses. On Wednesday night she’d had enough of her hair coming out in clumps, and told me to get some clippers the next day.


Josie gave her a pixie cut in the afternoon, and that evening I showed up with clippers and finished the job.

Friday morning started out like some many others recently, but not long before I left she said she had a “funny, serious” question to ask. Yes, shortly before 7 AM on November the 14th, after being together for almost 13 years, Siobhan finally proposed. We’re going to get married in June of 2015.

Other than wedding planning, the rest of the week was much of the same. Tuesday night was another CT scan which showed that the colitis was responding nicely to the drugs. But while this was an abdominal scan, it included the lower portion of the lungs. And there were spots in her lungs. We were reassured that there was no way this could be either cancer nor TB, but this did mean another CT scan that would focus on the lungs to try and get a better look at what was going on. And it was late this week that it was decided she needed a feeding tube (specifically, a PEG tube). On Wednesday she was put on further restrictions – in addition to gloves and gown, we would now have to wear a mask in her room, to avoid the possibility of air borne infections.

Who was that masked man?

Who was that masked man?


Before the PEG tube, she had an NG tube inserted. This was essential for the PEG insertion. By now we had the results of the chest CT scan, and those pictures warranted a bronchoscopy so they could get a close look at what was going on in the lungs and take some samples for cultivation.

The bronc was performed on Monday morning and by late in the day, they’d determined that it was definitely a fungus and put her on an anti-fungal IV immediately. Within a day there was a noticeable improvement. Fevers were reduced, she was markedly perkier. But most tellingly, she was getting bored. Nothing says getting better like being pissed off at being in the hospital. Things are looking up, and we’re optimistic again.

Month in Review – October 2014

Way better than last month. Not great, barely into the “good” range, but still way better.

My numbers are still low – except my weight – but I’m looking to start ramping up in November. And, of course, a race report.

The aforementioned RnR was my only race this month, and I was pacing, not racing, but I have the Moustache Miler on the 22nd so that should be all kinds of fun. And, at 5k, a few kinds of pain too.

The numbers:

Distance: 226k
Time: 21 hours
Calories: 14k
Climbing: 1800m
Weight: 191.4 (UGH!!)

New Feature: My October heatmap!

Race Report – Rock’n’Roll Vancouver Half Marathon

When I heard that the Rock’n’Roll half was having pace bunnies, and that the bunnies were sponsoured by the Running Room, I knew I had to get me a piece of that action. I contacted the volunteer coordinator about 6 weeks before the race and that was it, I was in as the 2:00 pacer.

I’d previously donned the pink ears about a year ago for the now-defunct Surrey International Music Marathon and really enjoyed it, so I was looking forward to a fun time with, hopefully, a bigger crowd.

It poured rain all day Saturday and well into the evening, but Sunday dawned bright and clear. Ideal racing weather. I ran down to the start-line, drawing a few double-takes as I passed through down town. “I’m working on my Playboy Playmate costume for Hallowe’en” I told one bemused onlooker.

The start-line was abuzz with excitement – and thanks to the totally awesome Lilian, I had access to the Brooks Running VIP washrooms (“Potty Like A Rock Star“) which were way deluxe. Waiting around to start, there were lots of people who were happy to see that there were pacers, and fortunately there was two of us doing 2:00, and the other pacer, Trevor, was going to run straight through, while I was doing 10-and-1s, so runners had a lot of options.

Then they sang the anthem and we started shuffling forward as corrals were starting at about 1 minute intervals. As we’re waiting at the start-line, one woman commented on the unfortunate music choice – something by Justin Bieber. Not really the Rock’n’Roll atmosphere she was expecting, I guess.

Thanks to Jan Heuninck for the great photo!

Thanks to Jan Heuninck for the great photo!

And we were off! The first few kilometres are through Gastown and the Downtown Eastside, before crossing the Dunsmuir viaduct, skirting Yaletown and heading out to Stanley Park. Then along the north side of Lost Lagoon, before ducking through the underpass and heading up Pipeline Road. Then it was back onto Stanley Park Drive, past Lumberman’s Arch and Prospect Point, past the Rowing Club and around the final bend to Devonian Park. I crossed the finish line at 1:59:14, right where I wanted to be and, funnily enough, my slowest half marathon ever.

Official Results:  1:59:14 – Overall 2013 out of 6349; 1121st male out of 2266; 159 out of 309 in my AG

The Cancer Chronicles: Week 7

The whole cancer story.


All the waiting was leading up to Monday. Siobhan’s Mom arrived on Sunday and, anticipating a big day, we all retired early.

We arrived at the Cancer Centre around 8;30 Monday morning, went up to the 5th floor and checked in to the little hospital ward. Then it was back down to the lab on 3 so she could have her blood drawn.

Shortly after we got back up to her room her nurse, Phillip, showed up and took her vitals and, eventually, got an IV line into her. Then Dr Cooper (not at all like Coop from Nurse Jackie) stopped by and laid out the day’s game plan. Once her blood work came back, and assuming all was good with it, they’d start pumping fluids into her via the IV and once that was done they’d hook up the chemo bag. After it was all in her, it was back to the plain fluids. Oh yeah, and the time there would be peeing. Lots and lots of peeing. And during all this she would go down for her first radiation treatment too.


The blood work was good so they hung a 1 litre bag of fluids and we all sat around watching it drain. And drain. And drain. Then it was time for radiation so the IV was unhooked and the porter brought her down in a wheel chair. First to the mould room so they could do a couple of last minute adjustments to her mask, then downstairs to the radiation therapy rooms where she got her fist dose. Back up to her room and the IV was hooked up again.


She was well hydrated. It was around 5:30 when the chemo bag was hung, and it would take about 2 hours to drain. By now she’d been given a handful of anti-nausea drugs which were definitely having an effect.


When the chemo was done it was time for more fluids. Another litre bag was hung and it slowly made its way into her system. The day was wearing on us all, and we were all getting pretty tired. Her Mom, Josie, said she was staying overnight there so I went home and got a few hours sleep before getting back before 6AM (when Josie’s parking pass would expire).


The Tuesday radiation appointment wasn’t until 2:30. This meant sitting around in the hospital ward until then. We tried to get it moved to the morning, but apparently it was pretty busy down there so no dice. We had one final visit with Dr Cooper and he explained the 7 (!) prescriptions we had to get filled and more warnings about upcoming side-effects. So many side-effects.


Finally got discharged and had the radiation treatment and went home. The cats were, of course, indifferent – almost like they didn’t realize she’d been gone for 30 hours – to her arrival.


The radiation treatments on Wednesday and Thursday both went off without a hitch. The treatments themselves are less than 10 minutes and it looks like if we show up early, she gets in early.


And that’s pretty much what’s going to be happening for the next few weeks. Daily radiation from Monday – Friday wit the occasional, intrusive, chemo session. But we’ve already seen a dramatic change.


I can’t say enough about the various nurses and doctors and other staff we’ve dealt with at the Cancer Centre. Every single person has been kind, helpful and generous. They have made this a far more bearable process.

The Cancer Chronicles: Week 5


On Sunday we had a full-on Thanks-christ-giving-mas dinner. Roast turkey, stuffing & dressing, mashed potatoes, Brussels sprouts, cranberry sauce and gravy. With pumpkin pie and mincemeat tarts for dessert. Nothing but lethargy and a big stack of leftovers afterwards.


Tuesday was the CT scan. This involved her wearing the mask they’d moulded last week as they took a bunch of pictures – slices – of her neck region. Dr Wu will then use these to plot exactly where to target the radiation.


And the very next day they called with the start date for treatment! On October 27th she’ll check in and it will all start. This means we’re looking at an end date of Monday, the 15th of December. So she’ll be done just in time for Christmas.

Counting down the days…


And now there’s nothing else on the calendar until the treatment starts, which means next week’s Chronicles could be very brief.


The Cancer Chronicles: Week 4 (and a bit)


Friday morning the appointment schedules came flooding in – finally! Radiation planning, face mask, and CT scan. Suddenly there were THINGS HAPPENING.


But before all that, the PET Scan. After fasting for most of the day (well, she was fasting) we were back at the cancer centre Tuesday afternoon. Another form to fill out, then a short wait and they took her in to prep for the scan. In a little while I got a text from her saying it would be over an hour so I left and wandered around. She was all done in about 90 minutes and then we went home to, you know, wait.


Friday afternoon we had back-to-back appointments scheduled. First would be with Dr Wu for radiation planning and then to the Mould Room to have her face mask crafted.

This isn't hers, but it's the same thing

This isn’t hers, but it’s the same thing

At 8:30 that morning I her her phone ring, and judging by the sound of her voice, I could tell it was both important and good news. Turn out Dr Wu didn’t see that we were coming in that afternoon and didn’t want her to have to wait all weekend to her the results of the PET scan. And it is the very best prognosis we could have hoped for! The cancer is both small  (3 cm) and localized (that is, it’s only in one area.) Needless to say we were elated.

It looks like treatment will start sometime between the 20th and 27th of October. Which means it will be over by mid-December. We’ve read that the couple of weeks following treatment are some of the worse, so … Merry Christmas!


The CT scan is scheduled for Tuesday and that will give Dr Wu the information he needs to plot how the radiation treatment will be applied.