Jett still has cancer and it is still incurable and inoperable. But what nearly killed her in May is now, if not in remission, at least at bay. The evaluation testing done in MA and FL has been very positive. All tumors have shrunk. No one is making any promises or even venturing a prognosis, but the fact that she is in no immediate danger is a big win.
But she remains very weak and often feels pretty crappy. She actually got angry at me when my joy at her recent positive test results was muted. I explained that I would be truly joyful only when she felt better and was able to resume a more normal life.
She and I do share one serious health issue: weight. She is too thin and I am too fat. If medical science could provide us with a quick, painless way to transfer 20 pounds from me to her, we would both be very happy.
Other than the weight, I am healthy. I am hoping for a healthy 2020 for both of us.
And for you.