Welcome to a new week and for those of us in the United States and Canada, the first Monday morning after losing an hour's sleep. LOL I am feeling pretty good, especially compared to last week at this time. I don't feel nauseous, just tired, and my lungs feels irritated, but they have been feeling that way for a week or so now. No fevers, no rashes, and, as Ed is always checking for, no gushing blood.
We had a good weekend despite the terrible weather -- pouring sheets of rain most of the day on Saturday followed by very windy conditions through yesterday afternoon. The gutter on the second floor on the back of the house has escaped its moorings, and poor Ed, who is as terrified of heights as I am, is preparing to scale the ladder as I write this and hammer new nails in.
We made cupcakes together on Saturday, inspired by the fabulous ones our friend, Lydia, sent us for Valentine's Day. (This Lydia -- Lydia A. -- should not be confused with my devoted friend and neighbor, Lydia G.) Lydia and I met on a cruise in the Mediterranean two years ago and found we share a birthday. She's a wonderful, accomplished, caring wife, mother and friend, and I feel lucky to have met her. But back to the cupcakes: They were soooo good we attempted to recreate them using a box mix. Okay, bakery cupcakes cannot be compared to cupcakes from a box, but I added a teaspoon of vanilla extract to the mix, and I have to tell you that those cupcakes are pretty darned good. The frosting leaves a bit to be desired, but I wasn't about to whip up any from scratch. Thanks again, Lydia, for the cupcakes, the inspiration, and your continued friendship.
As previously mentioned, my CT scans are scheduled for Wednesday the 12th at 8 a.m. There are three possible results: (a) the evildoers are shrinking, which will be a cause for celebration and general mayhem, (b) the evildoers are stable or slightly larger, which is also a cause for celebration minus the mayhem, or (c) the evildoers show significant growth or have multiplied, which potentially means adding another chemo agent. Despite the fact that the scans will be done Wednesday morning, it's possible I will not have access to the results until I meet with Dr. K on Tuesday midday. During that appointment, we will discuss the results and create a plan for the next three months or so. Regardless of what the scans show, I believe I will be scheduled for at least another three cycles of either single agent or dual agent treatment.
Those of you who know me well know that organized religion is not a part of my life. I believe there is a supreme being of some sort and I don't think he is cruel, vengeful, or distant. (Yes, I think he's a he. Sorry to all the feminists out there.) I believe he is always watching what's happening, and I don't believe he is punishing me for some wrong by giving me cancer. I don't pray, I don't make deals, I don't expect anything, but I am known to chat him up every once in a while. As long as I don't have to describe to people how I view him, what I think his exact role is, and what I think my role here is, I'm fine. It's when people start asking me specific questions that I get uncomfortable. Anyway, some of my friends actively worship in one way or another, and I've had many people say they would pray for me. As always, I say "thanks" because I'll take any help I can get.
So, your assignment should you choose to accept it: Whether you pray or don't, whether you chat or don't, whether you believe in something larger than yourself, whether you believe in positive cosmic energy or meditation -- whatever you believe, I need you to send it in my direction tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow is the big day for the evildoers to hit the road, pack their bags, take the last train to Clarksville, shrivel up and die. We want my lungs to be ready for scanning first thing Wednesday, so take whatever time you need and send those thoughts/prayers/yellow auras to me. It's going to take a lot of energy, so make sure you get a good night's sleep tonight and have a healthy breakfast tomorrow morning. No doughnuts!! You're going to need some fiber and protein so you have energy to burn. Please plan accordingly. :)
Although I won't have any scan results to report, I'll be back before the 18th.
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I don't think I'd like to live in Clarksville (wherever that is and where did that saying come from?)
Our Aussie saying is fondly known as ... Why don't you go to "Whoop Whoop" and this means to go out in the boondocks or never never land (as the aborigines call it)and it's basically a desert type faraway place,in the middle of nowhere(LOL).
This saying is generally directed to people we don't like much. But I imagine I can "mantra" a saying "evildoers go to whoop whoop" and this will be even further away than Clarksville and to a place where they will shrivel up and die very quickly.
Ditto! "Whoop, whoop and get out of my friend!!!!" As you know, you are on the list to the Big Guy 24/7 when it comes to me so you are totally covered on this end! LOL I am putting in an extra call now and again before my head hits the pillow. I am with you in spirit tomorrow so hold tight! Love you dearly and am with you all the way. Love Lydia
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