Remember Ghostbusters? I love the part where the Sta-puff Marshmallow balloon man comes down the road in all his hugeness. And now, I'm relating! I love it that taking Dexamethasone (a lovely steroid) is keeping me from throwing up on chemo. But the idea of taking, once again, another huge dose of sta-puff maker can be a little discouraging. I had a resolution! This was the year I was going to shed my 30+ chemopounds and find my body again. I even signed up for three sessions with a real trainer at the gym to get me motivated. Now, I sit in the jets at the end of the day, staring at my ankles that look 10 months pregnant and wonder what is to become of me. Chubby cheeks, chubby wrists, chubby tummy, chubby...time for the Glad Game! I'm glad that I've been tolerating the new IV chemo Gemzar so well. A small headache, a little flu, a little tired, and that's it! Very nice. I'm glad, so glad that I'm off track for a few more days. I can finish radiation and stop feeling like bacon! I'm glad there's still a whole list of chemos to try out if this one bombs--I'm beginning to understand how it all works. I like it that I'm not going to need FMLA this time. I can keep teaching my cute little kindertoes :0) So far, I only have one organ showing signs of new cancer. I got to go to the wedding, I have an adorable new son-in-law and an adorable new grandson and an adorable, patient husband and a brand new Smart Phone! I've been officially introduced to the wonderful world of "Angry Birds" and other happy, free entertainment of the type that is bound to have my grandsons clambering for a turn on grandma's Incredible-- It's not just for calling anymore...
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Sta-Puff
Remember Ghostbusters? I love the part where the Sta-puff Marshmallow balloon man comes down the road in all his hugeness. And now, I'm relating! I love it that taking Dexamethasone (a lovely steroid) is keeping me from throwing up on chemo. But the idea of taking, once again, another huge dose of sta-puff maker can be a little discouraging. I had a resolution! This was the year I was going to shed my 30+ chemopounds and find my body again. I even signed up for three sessions with a real trainer at the gym to get me motivated. Now, I sit in the jets at the end of the day, staring at my ankles that look 10 months pregnant and wonder what is to become of me. Chubby cheeks, chubby wrists, chubby tummy, chubby...time for the Glad Game! I'm glad that I've been tolerating the new IV chemo Gemzar so well. A small headache, a little flu, a little tired, and that's it! Very nice. I'm glad, so glad that I'm off track for a few more days. I can finish radiation and stop feeling like bacon! I'm glad there's still a whole list of chemos to try out if this one bombs--I'm beginning to understand how it all works. I like it that I'm not going to need FMLA this time. I can keep teaching my cute little kindertoes :0) So far, I only have one organ showing signs of new cancer. I got to go to the wedding, I have an adorable new son-in-law and an adorable new grandson and an adorable, patient husband and a brand new Smart Phone! I've been officially introduced to the wonderful world of "Angry Birds" and other happy, free entertainment of the type that is bound to have my grandsons clambering for a turn on grandma's Incredible-- It's not just for calling anymore...
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We should hang out and be puffy together :D
So sorry about all the crap you have to go through! You are one tough cookie with a good attitude. I LOVE that picture of Jamilyn with the red umbrella and fire hydrant...BEAUTIFUL!
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