My oncologist is surprisingly pleased with my progress. His theory seems to be that if my counts are going down slowly, they’ll also go up slowly, and that means I have a slow-moving form of multiple myeloma—which is good news. In any case, if he’s happy, I’m happy.
The more concrete upshot of this is that he reduced my weekly dose of the evil dex from 20 mg to 12 mg. Sadly, this came a few hours too late for this week’s insomnia-fest, but in the long term it should reduce my dex-induced sleep disruption. I might even start getting some sleep on Friday nights. Hooray!