Depot Dad 2.0
The surgeons were happy. They felt they got out all of the bad stuff. Of course we won’t know for sure what that bad stuff is until we hear back from the latest pathology report, due in about five more days. Meanwhile, I feel I have a new lease on life, as they say. It is the new and improved Depot Dad 2.0.
Right now I’m happy. I had excellent care at UCSF, and indulged in serious low brow television marathons. I mean when else was I going to watch Dumb and Dumber, followed by Joe Dirt, followed by South Park in one go? The giggles did me good. More details tomorrow.

