It’s Wednesday afternoon, and I’m feeling much better than I was earlier this week! Sunday and Monday were very hard. The mornings were OK, once I took some ibuprofen, but the afternoons were a struggle. I took Monday off from work, and I was glad that I did. Tuesday morning I was very tired and achy until the ibuprofen kicked in. Motrin is a wonder drug! If I ingest enough Motrin, I will feel better, although I don’t think I’ll get back to 100% between treatments anymore. My “bounce back” from the previous treatment was more like a “drunken stagger back” to feeling OK. I guess that is to be expected at this point. A friend was insightful enough to mention that yes, life is full of changes, and the “new normal” is to be expected, just like with any life change. Huh. She’s right, and I wonder why I didn’t think of that myself. Just another day in Chemotown, I suppose.
I’ve been asked about the pleurodesis (the permanent fuse of lung to chest wall) vs. the thoracentesis (meeting with Mr. Needle). Here’s the scoop: My oncologist said that the thoracentesis could be repeated a couple of times, and would depend on how I felt with the fluid in my lung. If the fluid returned often, like every week, then the pleurodesis would be a good and permanent option. But if the fluid came back once or twice over the course of 3 months or so, then the pleurodesis would not be a good choice. Since the pleurodesis is a last resort method, it would only be used when repeated aspirations were not effective. So now we play my favorite game of all, “Wait and See”.
I’ve also got to wait and see what my hair is going to do. In the last blog entry, I mentioned that I’d had a haircut, and wasn’t very pleased with it. For those of you who see me, yeah, it looks OK, very similar to my hairstyle in the B. C. days (that’s Before Chemo). For those who don’t see me, imagine a very short masculine haircut with hair that is gray and black. (And how wonderful to complain about something as petty as a too-short haircut!)
Thanks for being here. You all carry me in ways that I can’t even articulate. I stay strong just knowing that you’re here.
: 2:29 PM
McB, was that the big yellow bus that was on the news this evening? Methinks Theresa's been over in the UK for far too long. We drive on the right side of the road in this country. Should someone mention this to her?
: 2:43 AMI think we are ALL ready for the bus!
theresa - maybe it was on "cruise control" at the time.
(Snark is actually directed toward Blogger, not thee. But if I make my comments too directly pointed, Blogger tends to make my comments go awa---
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So Margaret, feeling well enough for lunch yet? Not to BE lunch, to have lunch.
That's because Btuda and I are special. I personally don't care what kind of tie you wear; tie, scarf, sock, it's all the same to me, but (stage whisper here) you know Blogger.
I'm just glad to see you!
: 8:49 AMMargaret, you laughing?
And McB, the word you're looking for is "gig" not jig. Geez. Maybe you should stop with the French language tapes.
Yes, I am! Y'all are just the BEST.
(And DS, not to worry, they're harmless. . . at least while unarmed!)
And we are planning to TOTW. There's some island that we already have control of (name escapes me, as most of them do), and we were part of the blog that ate Chicago. Apparently the takeover of Blogger was the next step.
: 12:45 PM : 12:56 PMI'm sorry I didn't get to meet you on Friday with your Dad and others but my breath is causing me too much stress to go as often as I would like. Nevertheless, I thank God for being here and think of you and your Father quite a lot and the health problems you both are enduring. For that alone, I thank God that mine illness seems like nothing in comparison.
You are one heck of a lady as is your Dad a man, and you both give me inspiration through Christ.
Take care,
donald
: 5:25 PMI hear from GP and BCB that the elephants have been restless in your neck of the woods. Hopefully it sounds more ominous than it actually is. Please make sure to keep your lions girded, and if you get a chance, could you let the blog know how you're doing? We tend to worry.
: 8:33 PM<< Home
