Getting incredibly serious for a moment-Glancing at another thread I realized today is HUGE-it's July 3,2008!
Two years ago today a slice happy surgeon cut out parts of my stomach in what would prove to be the continuation of a fright filled journey.
From November of 2005 to the surgery of July 3,2006 to the months and treatments after, I ran up a nice medical tab (although the one doctor has never charged me for the office visits). The bright side was the 67 pound weight loss. Finally, I had that slim body I'd long since forgotten-of course I also had dark circles under the eyes making me look like a raccoon. I also shrank a half inch in height.
Soon I was glowing in the dark and sleeping 10 hours a day and 2 hours at night, all the while discovering which foods were good for a reduced stomach when chemicals are pumped into the body twice a week. (There are approximately 357,685 ways to prepare mashed potatoes). Diet Dr.Pepper also helped. Ice cream, not so much-I grew to hate it. An allegry to both tea bags and Dove soap made the radiation burns more sensitive-but it was temporary.
Conversations would end abruptly as I hazed out from treatment and meds. It was however nice to see all the friendly faces of the visitors each day. People who didn't back away. (then again, maybe they thought I'd sign them onto my rent stablized apartment if they were extra nice). Speaking of which...
Slowly I came back to the living-which infuriated my landlady. She'd been hoping to get my apartment up to market rate. As I improved, the weight crept back and now I'm only 30 pounds lighter than I was before-and it seems to be holding.
Then the bills came in-who knew they'd charge? The free concerts that used to play when combining the 4 pills have also ceased
but, all things considered, maybe that's not so bad.
Today, I seem to be clean, the bloodwork has stayed nice for just over a year and other than the occasionally returning nausea I feel great. I've even learned to sleep with the lights off again.
It's been an interesting jaunt so far-Cancer, ya gotta love it!
Happy July 3rd everyone!
(and my apologies to anyone who gets depressed by reality, I just wanted to take a moment to give thanks for these past two years. Have to go now, I've a few other boards to infest with this macabre cheer. Let my journey remind each of you that yeah, today might suck, but there could well be a tomorrow which might not suck-or at least not as badly.)
Two years ago today a slice happy surgeon cut out parts of my stomach in what would prove to be the continuation of a fright filled journey.
From November of 2005 to the surgery of July 3,2006 to the months and treatments after, I ran up a nice medical tab (although the one doctor has never charged me for the office visits). The bright side was the 67 pound weight loss. Finally, I had that slim body I'd long since forgotten-of course I also had dark circles under the eyes making me look like a raccoon. I also shrank a half inch in height.
Soon I was glowing in the dark and sleeping 10 hours a day and 2 hours at night, all the while discovering which foods were good for a reduced stomach when chemicals are pumped into the body twice a week. (There are approximately 357,685 ways to prepare mashed potatoes). Diet Dr.Pepper also helped. Ice cream, not so much-I grew to hate it. An allegry to both tea bags and Dove soap made the radiation burns more sensitive-but it was temporary.
Conversations would end abruptly as I hazed out from treatment and meds. It was however nice to see all the friendly faces of the visitors each day. People who didn't back away. (then again, maybe they thought I'd sign them onto my rent stablized apartment if they were extra nice). Speaking of which...
Slowly I came back to the living-which infuriated my landlady. She'd been hoping to get my apartment up to market rate. As I improved, the weight crept back and now I'm only 30 pounds lighter than I was before-and it seems to be holding.
Then the bills came in-who knew they'd charge? The free concerts that used to play when combining the 4 pills have also ceased
Today, I seem to be clean, the bloodwork has stayed nice for just over a year and other than the occasionally returning nausea I feel great. I've even learned to sleep with the lights off again.
It's been an interesting jaunt so far-Cancer, ya gotta love it!
Happy July 3rd everyone!
(and my apologies to anyone who gets depressed by reality, I just wanted to take a moment to give thanks for these past two years. Have to go now, I've a few other boards to infest with this macabre cheer. Let my journey remind each of you that yeah, today might suck, but there could well be a tomorrow which might not suck-or at least not as badly.)