Bacon, Bacon...

Slowly, slowly, our Kean is starting to make a comeback.

Darn chemo.

Makes him hurt all over.

Especially his jaw this time.  

You should hear him grind those ol' teeth.

He'll give Dracula a run for his money with those sharp points

by the time we get through this.

He did just okay at therapy this morning.

But honestly, just okay is great with me with how he has been.

And he is back on Steroids-- which means a short fuse

and a long period of eating.

The favorite du jour?

Salt and Vinegar chips.

 He couldn't get enough of them.

Oh yeah, that and bacon.

If I let him, he'd eat an entire pound.

I'm so mean.  He cried when I told him it was all gone.