* transcribed by his sidekick
Two tubes were pulled on Sunday and today they cut off the oxygen, so I'm only two tubes away from freedom. Still, I can walk around the place on my own now as I'm free of some of the excess baggage.
Still short of breath and my voice gives out, but I'm feeling a little better every day. Itty-bitty, teeny-tiny better.
(Hold on while he coughs. Ok, he's back.)
The doctor is pleased and optimistic about the progress. We haven't set up next steps yet as far as chemo and I don't have a go-home date, but hopefully soon.
(Poor guy's tired so we're going to let him stop now, but he's recovering well and thanks all of you for your concern over the past few months. More later.)