Chapter Thirty
Looking Good
The next seven months went by quickly.
Aching, nausea, and just plain feeling bad six days a month became Andrew’s routine. The doctor at the clinic in Dutch Harbor had explained that he was getting poison—just enough to kill the cancer, but not the patient. Andrew felt bad enough after each treatment—the doctor must be right.
Andrew’s last treatment was administered on March 26th, 2009, and he was scheduled with the phlebotomist on April 7th.
They got the results of Andrew’s white count on April 9th. The doctor looked up from the report. “Andrew, you are looking good!”
With the news, plans were full steam ahead to go to the Philippines on May 15th. Leetia surprised Andrew with the news that they would leave a week early and fly through Los Angeles to visi
