Quite well, thanks. This morning marked the end of my 3 day seclusion in a bedroom in the basement and the end of the 17 day diet. Last I checked on Wednesday, I have lost 15 pounds. The radioiodine was cake...the worst part of all if it was not being able to hug my kids. Aside from that, it was a few days of really bad horror movies and PS3. I have a follow-up scan Friday, and then we just need to monitor everything moving forward. While it's not really official, all signs point to:
Ass Magnet - 1; Cancer - 0.