Better day today. I guess there are just days when I go all sappy. It happened yesterday and hopefully won't happen again for a while.

Today was another beautiful day in the neighborhood. Ran errands on my motorcycle. Got more sun on my bald head. I was growing the hair back in the vain hope that it would come back full. No hope. My wife referred to my head as feeling like a velvetine rabbit. I decided that smooth and bald beat that description. Got the clippers out today and took it to chrome dome again. It feels so odd to have my head feel every breeze. It always seems cold to my head. There are benefits to bald, like showering is a snap, no shampoo cycle; but shaving is a chore, from chin to the back of my head and behind the ears. But with chemo both my beard and my hair are reduced in density and growth rate. So shaving is an occasional thing anyway. And oddly enough shaved bald is a trend now, go figure. Nobody even notices another bald head.

I stopped by my doctor's office for a howdy visit. The receptionist and the nurse both came out of the office to hug and congratulate me on my progress. I weighed myself on the doctor scale, the gold standard of weight management, I have put on 15 pounds. That made everybody happy. My poor doctor had a burst of patients get diagnosed with cancer so he is very happy that at least one of them has apparently dealing well with the situation. Not all of them are, and one of the the 'them' is a friend of mine.

I was in a store today and the checkout guy asked me how I was doing. I replied that "I'm doing so good they are gonna have to sell tickets and popcorn to watch". He was pretty impressed with that line. I explained to him and the checkout lady that I had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer three months ago and I was putting on weight and my blood sugars were better regulated than before. So I was doing better than most patients in my situation. I was and still am feeling pretty good about my progress. Day by day, slowly getting through all this.