And here we go again...

Wayne restarted chemo today.  This is still round two, which has been going on since January, but it's been stopped twice because of his really horrible reactions to the drugs.  Originally, the oncologist said 12 to 18 weeks for this round, but yesterday Wayne was told that they'd do another five weeks (which would make 12 weeks of actual chemo) and then do another PET scan, and then, to quote the doctor, "Go from there."  What a really horrible statement!  Go from there?  Go from there?  I really wish he'd said, "And then we'll be done."  That would be better.  I'm sick of chemo.

I'm fretting more than usual right this minute because I just read about Roger Ebert's passing.  I'd read the article THIS morning about how he had to take some time off to fight his cancer battle again, and this afternoon he's dead.  MSN said that Ebert wrote in 2010 that he did not fear death because he didn't believe there was anything "on the other side of death to fear."  I do agree with him.  "I was perfectly content before I was born, and I think of death as the same state," he wrote.  I like the idea of that.