Sorry I've been on the quiet side, but it reflects what's going on--or not, actually--here. My energy level is still at a very low ebb, and it takes everything I've got just to walk myself out to the car (with a walker, for pity's sake).
This week the walks have just been for medical business, too--blood work at the local hospital and my local onc on Monday, the hospital today.
The tropical temperatures don't help, mind you, for heat saps me on a good day. But still, my get up and go.....
Worst is that today's trip was for naught, for adorable and promising as I think my new onc is, his office didn't order the right type of blood for today's planned transfusions. So, Karen dutifully dragged me up to the hospital, the nurse started my port, and then...we were sent back home. Sigh.
But I had her leave the port accessed, so this will remain a "one-poke" event (a very good thing), and I'm back on the schedule tomorrow at 8. Mary will be taking me this time, bless her. Here's hoping!
Since I don't have much energy, I'm really glad that the French Open is on--always love watching tennis, so I don't feel too bad about being a slug. Am also sooooo glad Linda and I decided to have central air installed when we bought this house, even though we thought it was a bit extravagant. Silly, even. Not this week, eh?
Other highlights this week include another Whopper, courtesy of my new burger-eating buddy from church; the arrival of the HDTV I decided I needed in the back bedroom (handy gal Karen set up the TV and Blue Ray for me; the HDTV cable box arrives next week); the return of Carmella and Barbara (and the pups) today (someone to watch over me makes certain family/friends very, very happy); and the arrival of treats from my cousin Mary and her Glenn (cookies!!) and an enormous array of fruit from sister Beth. (Sounds like a balanced diet to me.)
So I'm a bit pooped, but it may suggest the chemo is doing what it's supposed to, so for this I am grateful. Alas, doing what it is supposed to is a bit rougher business with this particular treatment, so it seems my deflation makes sense. And it's temporary.
Well, I think this is more than enough for one entry! Love to you from me and the incredibly inert blond mass we know as Shwea. xo, A
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Hi Ann! I've been thinkin' about you and thinkin' about you and ... well, you know. I love the photo of you with your new do. Perfect for this sticky weather we're having, eh? And, I love that you and Linder had the foresight to be extravagant and put in central air! That doesn't suck these days! Well I hope your next appointments go more according to your plan, and that the bombshell is just as wonderfully spoiled and royal as always.
love, Kristen
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