This morning headed out early to meet up with Joe on the train for his oncologist's appt.
Well after having new nurses, who of course, assumed I was his wife and started asking me the questions.We straightened out that they were to ask Joe the questions, since he was able to speak and knew all going on. They took his brief history.. and then stepped out.
We waited over 1 hour for the dr to come into the exam room... and the nurse who normally checks in Joe also entered. I think I may have actually noted Joe to relax a bit. She knows the family dynamics..as does the dr.
He started by chatting with joe a bit, then took a scope and gently checked out his stoma. And kept saying "Looks pretty good. Looks Good." He looked around in a few more places, saying the same thing.
I took that to be pretty good but I didn't want to jump the guy as to what he meant.
After checking everything over, he again sat down, said things looked good and then proceeded to bring up Advanced Directives in case of a medical crisis. The example he gave Joe, basically scared Joe but sadly, it is an event that can happen. He said "much later, but you need to have your wishes made known to your family"
So generally, it was a visit with a positive spin.
It seems the cancer spots are stagnant.. or at least not growing or new ones found.
So the treatment plan still appears to be agreeable amongst all the drs.
On the train ride home, I double checked with Joe that the things I heard, was actually what he heard as well. He said yes.
I asked him if he was happy with the visit and he gave me the "yes/no" shrug.
He will have another round of chemo in a few weeks, I believe and then he goes back to Philly the beginning of Aug.