It's Tuesday, June 9, and it was one month ago when my white blood counts went crazy low and they told me wherever I went I needed a mask unless I was at home by myself. Of course, anticipating a repeat of that topsy turvy week, I showed up at CBC this morning all masked up, just knowing that my count would be lower than yesterday's 2.47 reading. The last thing I need is another 5-day stay in the hospital on antibiotics. So, you can imagine my surprise when the numbers came back and showed my WBC to be at 7.42. Goodbye mask!!!
I'd rather have a jolt of espresso or a latte, but in a pinch, a smiley face Coke will certainly work.
I could never do needles . . . in fact, I have no stomach for this nonsense. But, considering a small clot formed in my right forearm during chemo round 1, this little shot of Lovenox is a daily reminder of the side effects that can show up unannounced. This is a SELF-injection too, in my belly. Somedays, I feel like a pin cushion I get stuck so much.
Ahh, the best part of my day . . . lunch . . . my laptop which is logged onto my office workstation, and a little TV noise in the background. Friends ask everyday how my appetite is . . . well, you're looking at Exhibit A right there on my desk. Ha.
My kitchen countertop is overflowing with get well cards, well wishers, hand written notes and CANDY!! Thank you Nancy, Grace, Lynda and John!!
And friends and clients have brought by cookies, my favorite cinnamon candy, muffins,
quiche (thanks Brad and Karen), and lots of other delicious food.
I am not going to die from starvation, that's for sure.
This is MY own recommended chemo drip. Dr. Z says don't go crazy with the alcohol, so of course, I am trying to be a good boy. None whatsoever during chemo week, but now that I am strictly on a oral chemo pill, a little Woodford over some ice is acceptable. Besides, Dr. Z is still on vacation in China . . . he'll never see this blog. LOL
Tuesday during the summer is normally Interclub Tennis night, but for me, tonight was just taking a short stroll around the block. I must be a major weenie because that wore me out . . . time to take charge and get on some kind of exercise regimen. And with my daughter's wedding less than 3 weeks out, I need to be conditioned for that big walk down the aisle. :)
Most of all, THANK YOU to everyone who continues to pray for me and offer their assistance in whatever I may need. I so appreciate the unconditional support, prayers, visits, thoughts, and help. We're gonna beat this dang cancer thing, you watch and see!!!!
God is not done with me yet!!
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