It's Week Two, so we were off to Penn for the single-drug treatment. Not only did Dad get his treatment, but we got our first Philly Food Truck experience at the same time! I had it on good authority that the "food truck around the corner and down the hill" was infinitely better than the hospital cafeteria, and I have to say I agree with them. The scoop is that their tuna salad is amazing...we'll see if all of the glowing recommendations are enough to get fish to cross Dad's lips. :)
It's been a few days and - praise the Lord - Dad seems to be doing pretty good. He's definitely tolerating this therapy regimen better than the original treatment plan. A few more days and we'll know for sure, but it's looking positive. Next week will be his "rest" week, then we'll start it all over again.
Mom and Dad would like each of you to know how much they appreciate your prayers, cards, notes of encouragement, phone calls, meals, and everything else you've done to support them. Words can't express what it means to them and to the rest of the family to see and feel your Christian love in action. Thank you for your faithfulness.
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