01/09/14 Good day to all:
I loved that -"The Polar Vortex descended upon us" it sounds so science fiction. Like the end is near or something. Good time to be sick!
I've been home since the 23rd of Dec. Gathering strength. Last week was my worst of them all.The nurse said I reached my "nadir" last week. That is my absolute lowest of the lowest point! I truthfully could not walk from the den to the kitchen without help! I couldn't tie my shoes or even zip up my zipper. My blood count was down to like a 5 and my blood pressure us at 84. For those that don't know, your blood count is 15 and your blood pressure is about 123. It took three trips to the infusion center to get blood blood and more blood, not to mention platelets (what ever they are -but they stopped my three day old bloody nose) (I'm telling you guys I was a hot mess!)
Since the infusions my counts have held steady, blood at 10, still low, but manageable. If it's true and I've reached my nadir then things are only looking up from here. I've begun to push my walking. I've even begun, again, the daily crossword puzzles. I'm in a hurry to stop feeling like shit! Soon I'll be strong enough to drive!! My fingers still are not working. Becky called it neuropathy, or something like that. She says it'll eventually go away. But please ignore the typos.
Christmas came and went. We didn't have a family Christmas this year, that's unusual. But I guess as we grow older, growing families and friends get in the way. Besides that, Chemo doesn't lend itself to a lot of gaiety. Becky and I put our arms around each other and remembered when we pledged ourselves to one another, through richer or poorer, through sickness and in health, some 38 years ago. We've tested them both and found we had more fun in the richer and health portions of the equations! But the rich always feels richer when you've been poor, and the health always seems healthier when you've been sick. And we hold each other hard and close through the bad times in order to laugh, hard and loud, together, through the good ones.
I'll have a PET Scan at the end of the month. This will tell us where we are in the treatments. Have we killed them all (cancer cells) or have some escaped? So today I work on getting stronger and await the Scan. Once the results are back you all will know immediately. The Cats are playing good and the Cards are rebuilding - both programs. Really Bobby Petrino??????????? I know, he'll pledge is love and fidelity to you - until the next $50 comes along. "I love you long long time!"
I'll let you all go. Stay cool! Happy New Year. Chemo Bob.
