Life in the Slow Lane

Life in the Slow Lane

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Dozy Mc Snooze

I know it has been a few days since I have blogged but the ol’ bod has been pretty weary. I am feeling ok and hanging in there. But tired, none the less. Chemo was fine and my mom and I found things to laugh about as usual during my time at the chemo ward. I have also started on my daily injections. These are not quite as fun. I was assured they wouldn’t’ hurt but my first one last night really stung. I don’t know if The Momma is going to be able to do them for me. I certainly won’t be doing them myself. Just too queasy for that kind of stuff. I think if it was a permanent thing I could get my mind around it but it is only for about 6 weeks – about 45 injections in all. That is a lot of trips to the doctor but perhaps I can get some kind of home care. What I really need is Spoonleg as my neighbour. Now that would work just fine.

I really appreciate all the comments. It is so nice to get my lazy ass out of bed to see new good wishes from you all.

Fueltank came by from Toronto for a visit the other day before my chemo. I haven’t seen him for a few years. We used to go to jewellery school together. It was great to chat and we went down to the beach so he could dip his toe in the ocean. He misses the salt smelling air and just for him it was really strong that day. Even I could smell it and I live just one block away from the water. I would be used to it but on that day I could smell it no problem. I love that smell.

So far with this chemo there has been a little nausea and weird smells. I ate a bit yesterday and have been reading lots of good books. And dozing off a lot too. The rain is back again so that helps with mellowness. Not much incentive to get out of bed, which is fine by me.

I am off to the clinic this afternoon for my next shot and that is about it. Wish I had funny stories to tell but you all will have to wait until I get my ass out of bed and my sense of humour back. Hang in there!

8 comments:

Candy said...

You get all the rest you need, well be here when you get back.

I dont know how you handle the weird smells, I think that would freak me out more then anything else, you are very strong and I admire your strenth and resolve and your abilty to stay focused and positive. I look forward to reading your blog for along time to come and hearing all about how you beat ass on this and expect a celebration party.

Anonymous said...

Take care of you!

Susie said...

Rainy weather is made for snoozing. I love to do that. Glad Fueltank came to visit, that sounds nice.

c said...

So glad you're doing alright. Rest as much as you need to; we're not going anywhere.

Anonymous said...

I am glad you had a chance to get together with Fueltank, and went to the ocean.

Also glad the chemo was not too bad. The weird smells must be unpleasant to say the least. If you had to have smells, why couldn't they be attar of roses, or fresh baked ginger snaps or melon-cucumber? I hope the smells don't last too long.

Too bad about the needles. Hope you can find someone to come in and do them so the Mom Poo doesn't have to, and you don't have to go to the doctors office everyday. There is just nothing about this damned disease that is convenient or easy is there?

Kranki said...

Jessica r-the weird smells are the worst. Weird tastes too. Have dreams about them at night. And you know I'll be having a party at the end of this ordeal.

kalki-thanks, k. I am doing fine.

Susie-this bod was made for napping.

Misfit-thanks for sticking around. Hopefully I will get out and about and have something to write about.

lbo-I think I'll be getting home care which is better and less expensive for the gov't than a doc appointment every day.

HDL-I LOVE snoozing with the kitty. What a good thing that you take a mental health day especially for napping. Good idea.

Squirl said...

Good luck with those shots. Sounds like you're getting better every day, though.

Kranki said...

squirl-look at you sqeaking in. The shot was no prob yesterday. The pain was hopefully only a one time thing.