That is me.
Sorry, last week sent me into such a royal funk it took a few days to right the ship. You see, the 7th panned out to be a horror as I predicted. Not only the past baggage but new stuff as well. Jackie got hurt at school and I spent about half the day at the doctor's office with Steffie due to a hurt arm. A DJ's speaker fell on her arm during a July 4th party. No broken bones but tendon, ligament and muscle damage.
It was alot of drama on a day when I already had enough drama. And to top it all off, I watched Michael Jackson's funeral. Sad, all around just a sad day.
So I'm writing like a fiend trying to get some money pumping back into the house. It's hard to keep up the pace and it's especially difficult with the constant chatter of little monsters. I still can't shift gears quickly or split my attention very well. Multi-tasking is nearly impossible. Chemo brain is still in effect.
I have noticed that articles flow much better and that I can get those thoughts down quicker. There are times when my fingers are faster than my head, which is funny because the words end up being googledy gook. Good thing I work for myself. I've also noticed that I have a neat littel equilibrium problem at times. I tip over. Hip pain has definitely dropped off although the bone pain from my knees to my ankles hurts terribly at times. Thanks chemo - loving these continual side effects.
I like my nightly 8:30 - 9:00 hot flashes. Every night, without fail - I break out into a sweat. Predictable is good.
Cats, fish, birds, Bill, and kids are great. Learning to cope with what is left after the world gets torn apart by cancer.
Mom is doing well - she's starting a new chemo regimen of Avastin tomorrow morning. This will be much gentler than the Cysplatin with virtually no side effects. Infusion will be short - about a half hour if she does her blood work before going to the hospital. This first time will take a little longer to check for adverse reactions. Mo is also taking a new drug called Lirica for neuropathy. She could barely walk from the pain in her feet. It's been 5 days and we are seeing simply remarkable improvement in her pain. How's she supposed to be superman when her feet hurt?
Too many birds on the antenna here. I just find it incredible that I can't juggle so much anymore when that's always been my forte. I try not to let it bother me and do what I can without freaking out. It's just quite difficult to have everyone's program in my head at once now. Juggling stuff takes alot of mental effort.
Done for tonight. Ciao!