A Humorous Look at the Bright Side of Cancer... and There Is One
Just because I’m still in the middle of chemotherapy and feeling like death warmed over, the world does not stop. My daughter is making her public profession of faith today, so consequently, we are having 25-35 people over afterward to celebrate. I’ve mentioned that our bathroom was gutted and the contents of it and the three […]
Continue Reading »Since my last “Red Devil” chemotherapy treatment last Thursday morning, I’ve noticed that as time goes on, my food-combining gets wackier and wackier: 1. Raw carrots & raw almonds 2. Raw cucumber & salt 3. Lemon & ice water 4. Split pea soup & sourdough toast 5. Chocolate chips & mint ice cream (nothing wacky […]
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Today is the last time I need to confront the “Red Devil.” All I can say is one big fat hallelujah. Adriamycin might save a person’s life, but it sure is the devil. I’ve been mentally preparing myself for it all morning. Actually, I’ve been running around juicing lemons (helps with nausea), eating a protein shake […]
Continue Reading »Just when I thought life couldn’t get any crazier, it did. For the few days leading up to my next Adriamycin/Cytoxan chemotherapy treatment (tomorrow), I find I start running around in a frenzy trying to catch up mundane things like laundry and toilet-cleaning. At least I only have one toilet to clean because the other […]
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On Wednesday, I woke up at six. I was in a hurry because I had to meet the plumber, Rich, to pick out a new bathtub. Our old one, circa 1955, had some serious issues, along with the rest of the bathroom. My feet hit the floor, I slammed the alarm off, and I pulled […]
Continue Reading »They say that cancer patients should get a second opinion. At this point in time, I have received six from both sides of the fence, medical and naturopathic. They have all agreed: “If you want to save your life, you need to do chemotherapy.” If I keep searching, I wonder if I’ll find a doctor […]
Continue Reading »Yesterday was not a good day. It had been eight days since my last Adriamycin/Cytoxan chemotherapy treatment. I was implementing all my little tricks to avoid throwing up–sucking on Mentos, taking anti-nausea medication, pretending to be in a hot tub–and it just wasn’t cutting it. I could not stop puking. There was no one home (not that the […]
Continue Reading »I made it to my weekly writing class yesterday… barely. My daughter, Adriana, and her friend, Abby, drove me and dumped me off at the coffee shop on the pier. I proceeded to the class, minus my laptop for once because I felt so yukky. This chemotherapy was not being any easier to tolerate, if […]
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1. Suck on a Dutch (yep, those people know how to do things right) Mento peppermint all night; this way, when you’re done paying for the chemotherapy treatments, you can start on dentist bills. 2. Talk to a doctor about inducing a 10-15 day coma. I’ve seen it done on television. 3. Take a hot […]
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