I realize that it has been a couple weeks since my last entry. My bad. I have been busy enjoying the weather, reading a book, and picking up and throwing away the dead mouse the cat left for me. Derek set out a sizable amount of mouse traps before Peanut proved her worth. He decided it would be prudent to let the cat have free range of the house and save some money on traps.
I finished reading 3 books since Christmas. This is a huge accomplishment for me because reading before was out of the question. To many headaches. I work out at the YMCA since physical therapy has ended. Sad but true I still can only military press 6 lbs total.
I mentioned that my latest round of chemo was no 7, and I'll begin round 8 on Feb 6Th...only 4 to go. The chemo zaps my energy. I say, "Energy Smenergy" it only lasts a couple days and it rarely makes me ill. It is exciting to say my last dose of chemo is June. Heaven!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Jan 10th
Janurary is turning out to be a positive month. Derek and I got our hair cut together at Super Cuts. This time a different stylist helped me out and it turns out she is a cancer survivor too. My experiences at Super Cuts have proven to be polar opposites. No conversations about death, just a casual discussion about her cancer and recovery.... and hair loss to regrowth.
I had my third MRI which was a little funny. There are two waiting rooms. The first is to wait to be called back to change into a gown and the second area to wait while in a gown for the actual MRI. It was pretty late and while I was waiting in the 2nd waiting room I heard a couple of the technicians talking about not being able to find the brain. This went on for a couple mins and made me laugh. Isn't it great hearing people chat out of context? Fearfully I realized that if they couldn't find the brain how were they going to find my veins to inject the contrast? It turned out to be a safe worry. Three pokes later and I was on my way.
Two days later I drove back down to the hospital to be examined and review the results of the MRI. When I drive down for these monthly meetings I practice saying the months of the year backwards. I'm not supposed to practice but I do. I don't want to look like a ding dong. I think I shared this quick story before. In the beginning and before radiation started one of my doctors asked me to subtract 7 from 100, then again and again. I'm not used to doing this without a calculator. Imagine the worry on the doctors faces when I only got the number 93 correct and nothing else. We quickly switched to months of the year. My exam turned out to be fine and the results of the MRI also turned out to be fine. Being the paranoid person that I sometimes can be I asked what the little white dot was at the back of my head, panic was slowly building in my stomach. I was told it was a blood vessel and everyone has one in the same spot. Crisis adverted!
I had my third MRI which was a little funny. There are two waiting rooms. The first is to wait to be called back to change into a gown and the second area to wait while in a gown for the actual MRI. It was pretty late and while I was waiting in the 2nd waiting room I heard a couple of the technicians talking about not being able to find the brain. This went on for a couple mins and made me laugh. Isn't it great hearing people chat out of context? Fearfully I realized that if they couldn't find the brain how were they going to find my veins to inject the contrast? It turned out to be a safe worry. Three pokes later and I was on my way.
Two days later I drove back down to the hospital to be examined and review the results of the MRI. When I drive down for these monthly meetings I practice saying the months of the year backwards. I'm not supposed to practice but I do. I don't want to look like a ding dong. I think I shared this quick story before. In the beginning and before radiation started one of my doctors asked me to subtract 7 from 100, then again and again. I'm not used to doing this without a calculator. Imagine the worry on the doctors faces when I only got the number 93 correct and nothing else. We quickly switched to months of the year. My exam turned out to be fine and the results of the MRI also turned out to be fine. Being the paranoid person that I sometimes can be I asked what the little white dot was at the back of my head, panic was slowly building in my stomach. I was told it was a blood vessel and everyone has one in the same spot. Crisis adverted!
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Jan 1 2009
I've re-read my 2008 blogs. Did everyone receive the super secret Oveltine decoder ring? If you read everything I wrote you are a saint. I was less clever and funny as I would have liked to have been. I've asked a lot of questions and I will probably ask more. Thank you for your support in 2008, for giving me a hug when I needed it most and for listening to me re-tell my saga.
I'm ringing in the new year with a cold. I didn't realize it would be such an energy suck. It feels like I did a few months ago with no energy and headaches.
I'm ringing in the new year with a cold. I didn't realize it would be such an energy suck. It feels like I did a few months ago with no energy and headaches.
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