It is Saturday and I have already had my breakfast, which sucked, taken a walk and a shower, seen the doctor and am now talking to you. It is amazing how horrible hospital food really is. I think part of it is trying to maintain a well established reputation. I have finally gotten through battling a fever. If I can go another 24 hours in normal range they will let me go home tomorrow. Keep those fingers crossed. My stomach is still pretty swollen so sitting or lying down is still uncomfortable but seems to get better each day. I did have a little bump in the road yesterday which kept me and my close loved ones kinda down. We got the pathology report back and dispite what it all looked like on the outside and inside the tumor was confirmed as malignant and imminating from the pancreas. This and the fact that the cancer had metastisized into one pancreatic lymph cells really set me back quite a bit. This means a longer and more agressive treatment and I honestly do not yet know much more about that then what I have told you. I am sure I will learn much more over the next couple of weeks.

Meanwhile back at the ranch besides the food being really bad everthing had this tinny, metallic smell to it. Part of it is me from this yucky contrast I had to drink b4 the CT but the rest is very real and always there. When I was running the fever I would sweat it out sometimes and my sheets would get soaked and not dry cuz the mattress is covered in plastic so it cannot air out. You would think as expensive as this place is the amenities would be a little better. I can't understand why so many people try so hard to get in. Time to drift, the pill just kicked in. until later on.