Sorry for another delay in posts. Let me get you caught up. The fourth round of chemo began on Wednesday evening. It hit a little harder than the previous rounds and caused Peter to vomit a few times on Thursday morning. The doctors tweaked the medicine formula a bit and it’s been smooth sailing ever since. This round is scheduled to be complete on Saturday night.
Thursday in the hospital means the airing of the closed-circuit hospital game show that I mentioned in a previous post. Perhaps Peter made an impression with his side-splitting joke or just the frequency of his calls into the show, but whatever the reason, our man was asked to co-host the show yesterday. I haven’t viewed the tape yet, but the report is that Peter’s improvisation was spectacular.
When the camera lit up, Peter dimmed down. The hostess proceeded with her upbeat introductions and Peter fidgeted with a plastic kazoo and averted his eyes. She would ask him to chime in, but he was a little shy.
Then his fidgeting escalated and, Erika, watching the action and knowing her son, sensed the issue. Soon Peter couldn’t hold his thoughts any longer and announced, “I gotta go weewee”, and left the set. The veteran hostess recovered and continued the show, announcing that her co-host would soon be back. He’ll be back any minute, she re-stated. Any time now, Peter.
He did return to the show, but not in person. He was back in his room calling in during the bingo action, per usual.