Today finishes the first cycle of chemo intake, still have two weeks of chemical activity. Around noon, Ann disconnected my 5FU (yeah, getting lots of jokes that about name) pump. After five days, I’m untethered and can get up and walk without reaching to be certain my shoulder pack is in place. And the big news – a real shower! Shower power! All this activity has stimulated my appetite. Had two Boca Burgers and a can of corn for lunch followed by a nap followed by a bowl of mixed Soy Delicious, Mocha Fudge and Peanut Butter Zig Zag.
Having success with the hiccups. Per doctor’s recommendation, I’m taking the anti-cup med preventively rather than in reaction to the start of a two hour bout. So far, so good. Tonight, Jesse & Susan will bring in real food (take-out take-in bring-away from Pho Dakao) for dinner. We’ll see if the med is up for the test.
Reading is still tough. In lieu of a novel, I’m reading poetry, or rather the first poem in Karyna MacGlynn’s I Have to Go Back to 1994 and Kill a Girl – there’s a lot of substance in Karyna’s couplets. Also reading Jewish Spiritual Companion for Medical Treatments brought to me by Rabbi Seth. Spirituality is essential for this recovery and the myriad of approaches in the companion offer perspective and comfort.
Wonderful dinner with Jesse & Susan. Pho Dakao has the best tofu in town (bet you’re all salivating now!) After dinner, we watched the ugliest dog contest on Animal Planet. Pabst, a mutt, won, but he seemed pretty cute other than an underbite. Pabst had to face up last year’s winner – Rascal (yes, Don) – to take the trophy home.
Only a single hiccup through dinner. But my head is back in the cottonball and it’s time for a nap.
Thanks for the call today, Arlene!
Love…
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