Hook, Line, and Stinker One Last Time

I sitting in the ole’ chemo chair for the last time, receiving my half dozen bags of toxic crap and big old horse needles of nasty medicine, but they put the needle into the IV, so it is no big deal. I still dealing with my Chemo top five. Nausea, tingling in fingers and toes, bad taste in my mouth, sores in my mouth and constipation. The nausea and the constipation have been the top leaders these last three or four weeks. But nothing new and as long as I have lots of drugs, I can to live with them all. The oncologist said everything is looking good. He said that the tingling in my hands will probably get worst before it gets better. I guess I am going to have to go through Chemo Drug withdraws or detox for the next couple months. I hope I don’t saw seeing creepy crawly things or lose my mind, not much to lose. I wonder if they have a detox center for Chemo addicts. I go in six weeks for a PET scan, see him again in two months, and a CAT scan in about four or five months. SO I SAY I AM NOW CURED.

Debi still isn’t completely over whatever she has. She had to go back to the doctor and get more drugs for her breathing last week. She is feeling a little better, but is tired all the time, which is probably related back to the poor breathing.

We have five out the six & 9/10th grandkids at the house today. I left the oldest grand daughter in charge. Dylan, who is from Houston, is going back today. The other two are here until Friday. They were all around this last weekend for the Relay for Life in Highland. Everything seemed to go off pretty well. My daughter and I were the leaders at the start of the relay, an honor neither of us wanted. She was one of the two oldest survivors with 25 plus years and I was one of the two youngest.

She raised a little over $900 dollars (which gets matched by her work) and I raised about $700 with our bake sales. But we aren’t through yet. We can collect money until the end of August for this year’s Relay, so we are both planning more sales. Another item that we are selling is cantaloupe. The farmer that rents my mother’s ground is raising them and we were selling them at the Relay and she is selling them at work. He giving us some of the biggest ones he has, they weighed in between 10 and eleven pounds. Both my daughter and I plan on having bake sales year round to start building up our funds for next year. We are all ready talking ideas for next years relay and about having two teams, so anyone who wants to join our team. Let me know.

The blogging is slowing down a lot as I am returning to my dull and boring life, so hoping nothing will happen that I have to start it up again. I will let everyone know if anything does happen.

Good Week For Me, Bad Week For Debi

Well I have had a pretty fair week as far as my health goes. I still have the Chemo top five. Nausea, Tingling in fingers and toes, bad taste in my mouth, sores in my mouth and constipation. But nothing new and I have learned to live with them all. Two more weeks and I get my last chemo treatment. Then by my schedule, six weeks to get the poison out my system and then NO side effects. This is my first day back at work and it has been a pretty busy day. I feel more fatigued that I expected, but I am doing well. It was a battle to get the OK to get back to work. I didn’t go to the regular plant doctor, but group in Wood River that the company uses. I saw three different people and all three asked the same question. “Why is your company forcing you back to work?” I kept telling them they weren’t, that I want to go back to work. I have been watching cooking shows for thirty days and I wanted to go back to work. I am going to avoid going back to them at all costs. If I can walk through the gate, I am coming in.

Debi’s week has been pretty bad, I think as far as being sick, she has been worst this week than I have the entire three months of chemo, except for maybe one or two days. She started to get sick last Friday and even wanted to go to the emergency care facility. We got there at 1:15 Saturday afternoon and they closed at 1:00 PM. So she suffered until Monday when she was able to get into the doctor. She has some kind of virus, but isn’t supposed to be contagious. Tuesday she got up for the kids at 7AM, but went back to bed at 8AM and slept until noon. Stayed up a couple hours and then went back to bed. Wednesday and Thursday were worst for her, she slept most of the day and night. Well grandpa got to watch the kids Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Let me tell you, grandpa doesn’t have the patience that grandma has. Grandpa is more the let’s play now and then go away now type of guy. My hat is off to grandma and her skills, but I will still give her crap about having roid one and roid two up her ass.