So as you may have read in a previous post, I’ve got squiggles in my brain. We don’t really know what that means (neither did my radiation oncologist) but we know that in general one does not want squiggly lines in his brain.

On Sunday I finally got all of my MRI scans done (including a re-scan of my head), today I meet with my brain surgeon, tomorrow morning the monthly tumor board will gather around my case, and tomorrow late morning I’ll meet with my oncologist. Most likely whatever we find out will be murky and inconclusive (isn’t that how this works?), hopefully we’ll walk away with some basic idea of what the implications of having three ‘artifacts’ in my brain are, and ideally we’ll walk away knowing that I do not need more radiation or chemo for the time being.

Regardless we’d appreciate your prayers over the next two days. It’s been a long time coming to this point (and I realize it’s the first of many such points in our future) and we are eager to make it to Thursday.

The good news, the best news of all, is that bad news has always come on Thursdays (go ahead and research it. Read all the old blogs. Thursday has come to be synonymous with bad news ’round here)! Considering my appointments are on Tuesday and Wednesday I should be good to go. Bad news doesn’t come on Tuesday and Wednesdays. Only Thursdays. And on Thursday we’ll be sipping margaritas, smokin’ cigars, and celebrating the good news from the previous two days…right?