THE FUTURE IS BRIGHT. WEAR SUNGLASSES.
Ian Somerholder
it's true! I'm finally free of my tethers and hoses and jugs. I even slept a little on my left side. It's still kinda iffy sleeping on my right side, because it makes the room spin but, oh well. Dr. A. says everything looks really good and I don't have to see him for two months. Then he will do the implant operation which sounds like it will be a piece o'cake after what we've been through so far.
The girls are still here, and they have been a major help! Cate has swept and vacumned floors, washed dishes, did a ton of laundry, cooked and baked, and rearranged the pink room. Then she and I emptied on closet and sorted out two huge bags of clothes to go to the Goodwill. She's like Martha Stewart, but with a sweet personality. Abby finally got a massive puzzle done - one that she has started several times, but never had the time to finish. It took her hours, but she enjoyed it. We all went to Jenna's yesterday afternoon to meet Alec's bus. Lon had to drive, since I have to be careful using my arms. The kids got to see all the puppies, which was fun. Then we took Al to speech therapy and met Jenna there, then went home.
I have chemo this morning. I haven't stewed about it much. It will be what it will be. This new concoction that I am taking this time around has several pills listed that I will have to take - all to prevent VOMITTING.
Yeah, that's a real buzz kill. I hate to be nauseous. This will be the first of three sessions - one every three weeks, and then Herceptin for several months. Lon told me a while back that it is the Herceptin that is made from (here we go again!) CHINESE HAMSTER OVERY CELLS. I had went on and on in a much earlier post about it being the $5,550.00 Neulasta shot. I was wrong. (HOWEVER, I found out that the Herceptin infusion is $8,555.00 per, so I am still going to check into starting a Chinese Hamster farm and make a bunch of moolah.) I'm sure that I will be caught in more than one discrepancy in my posting. Big deal.
I am athinking I may have to cut off some of my hair. The back is longer and raggedy and needs evened up. but I am not quite ready to shave my head. I can still use my own bangs sticking out when wearing Roschelle. But I am getting sick of finding strands of hair everywhere! Never could stand that.. Lon suggested that I ask Holly to cut and style it. Bless his heart, but STYLE WHAT? It's "slim--pickings" time now.
I am really going to be interested in finding out what kind of hair I get when it grows back. That's something to look forward to.
Betty C. sent me an interesting comment. She asked if I had ever thought that we would be talking about, chemo, wigs and nursing homes. Crap, we are old! We have come all the way from playing dolls together, to talking about homework, boys, and Prom, to getting funeral home advertisements and trying to get a parent into a nursing home. Interesting.
Tina came through her operation with flying colors and I've heard she is doing well, but looks tired. No wonder. Hang tight, Tina. Sister Sandy has also been very sick since Saturday, so I hope all gets better for her.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
Ian Somerholder
it's true! I'm finally free of my tethers and hoses and jugs. I even slept a little on my left side. It's still kinda iffy sleeping on my right side, because it makes the room spin but, oh well. Dr. A. says everything looks really good and I don't have to see him for two months. Then he will do the implant operation which sounds like it will be a piece o'cake after what we've been through so far.
The girls are still here, and they have been a major help! Cate has swept and vacumned floors, washed dishes, did a ton of laundry, cooked and baked, and rearranged the pink room. Then she and I emptied on closet and sorted out two huge bags of clothes to go to the Goodwill. She's like Martha Stewart, but with a sweet personality. Abby finally got a massive puzzle done - one that she has started several times, but never had the time to finish. It took her hours, but she enjoyed it. We all went to Jenna's yesterday afternoon to meet Alec's bus. Lon had to drive, since I have to be careful using my arms. The kids got to see all the puppies, which was fun. Then we took Al to speech therapy and met Jenna there, then went home.
I have chemo this morning. I haven't stewed about it much. It will be what it will be. This new concoction that I am taking this time around has several pills listed that I will have to take - all to prevent VOMITTING.
Yeah, that's a real buzz kill. I hate to be nauseous. This will be the first of three sessions - one every three weeks, and then Herceptin for several months. Lon told me a while back that it is the Herceptin that is made from (here we go again!) CHINESE HAMSTER OVERY CELLS. I had went on and on in a much earlier post about it being the $5,550.00 Neulasta shot. I was wrong. (HOWEVER, I found out that the Herceptin infusion is $8,555.00 per, so I am still going to check into starting a Chinese Hamster farm and make a bunch of moolah.) I'm sure that I will be caught in more than one discrepancy in my posting. Big deal.
I am athinking I may have to cut off some of my hair. The back is longer and raggedy and needs evened up. but I am not quite ready to shave my head. I can still use my own bangs sticking out when wearing Roschelle. But I am getting sick of finding strands of hair everywhere! Never could stand that.. Lon suggested that I ask Holly to cut and style it. Bless his heart, but STYLE WHAT? It's "slim--pickings" time now.
I am really going to be interested in finding out what kind of hair I get when it grows back. That's something to look forward to.
Betty C. sent me an interesting comment. She asked if I had ever thought that we would be talking about, chemo, wigs and nursing homes. Crap, we are old! We have come all the way from playing dolls together, to talking about homework, boys, and Prom, to getting funeral home advertisements and trying to get a parent into a nursing home. Interesting.
Tina came through her operation with flying colors and I've heard she is doing well, but looks tired. No wonder. Hang tight, Tina. Sister Sandy has also been very sick since Saturday, so I hope all gets better for her.
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
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