Happy Bastille Day! The train to Boston this morning was crowded with Francophones...mostly very loud and whiney children (who probably should have been bottle fed some robust burgundy...).

Anyway, good news on several fronts. A) of all, Tom survived passing through North Station, one of the more handicapped inhospitable places in New England, twice.

And B) of all, Tom was scoped by a doctor with the best hand yet at doing it, and Dr. Zeitels found no evidence that the area he was watching (adjacent to where he removed the cancer) is doing anything.

So...now he will review Tom's CT scan of last month and plan (ahead of our August appointment) how best to get Tom some more volume. He has several options including the belly fat injection to build up the area where the right vocal cord used to be, but that one would involve general anesthesia and, for the time being at least (because of Tom's pulmonary problems), local anesthesia options may be better.

Again, we'll know more in a month. Welcome to Waiting 101.

Linn