My Mental State

I am moving along with life and nearing the end of my treatment, and I think that I am doing fine. Then yesterday afternoon, I tell Steve to give me 45 minutes to rest as I wanted to join him on a dog walk. I got up, changed clothes, and I think that I had taken about three or four steps beyond our gate when I ended up down on the sidewalk. My knees and hands were scraped, and I was quite shaken. It was all I could do to get up and get back inside to lie down.

Steve keeps reminding me to take it easy that I am not fully healed. He is right, but I keep ignoring him and try to keep up my pace pre-c.

Working on the Hairdo

If you know my family then you know that I come by baldness naturally. However, my sister, who went through the chemo process 14 years ago, wears her hair long. When both my father and my sister were visiting this week we took some pictures. I am working on growing my hair, but it is not a quick process.

The three of us:




My dad poses with me in my library:

It's a Beautiful Day in New Orleans

This is one of those days that you are really glad that you live in New Orleans. I am still low on energy and spend most of my time when not at work, at home. Today I am out on the deck in the back with my computer in my lap. The sun is shining but not too hot. The thermometer reads 80 degrees. I am glad that today is my day off so I can enjoy.

What did Elizabeth do today?

Mostly sleep. My father flew in very late last night. I thought that I was able to stay up late and sleep late and that would solve that. Apparently not. I spent much of the day resting except for enjoying a lobster lunch with Dad and Emily. They brought the lobster meat with them from Maine.

Life Without any Worries

See how Josey Brown, the greyhound, takes over the bed. She seems quite comfortable.

Shout out to Steve: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!!

It was thirteen years ago today. Today the low was 64 degrees. On our wedding day the low was 29 degrees, and we planned an outdoor wedding. It was suppose to be just like it is today for our wedding. Oh well, everyone huddling under their coats was certainly something to remember.

Just One More Phase Left

It would have been nice to say that once radiation was done that my treatment would have been complete. Not so. I signed up for a long haul when I agreed to participate in the clinical trial. I go on Thursday for my fourth Avastin treatment. After that I will have six more every three weeks. I don't finish until the middle of July.

I am having some joint issues that I won't whine about here, but I plan to ask on Thursday if the Avastin exacerbates arthritis. I was first diagnosed with arthritis in one of my toes at 23, so it isn't new for me. However, I go through periods where it doesn't bother me and periods where I am very uncomfortable. Like now. I hope that there is a connection so that way I can't blame the discomfort on age but on the drugs.

Just a Quickie!

Here I am at school in my hatless state. Nobody seems to mind, and I have gotten compliments. Maybe not compliments, but people are pleased to see my head after so many months under wraps. I lost my hair mid-June 2008, and it is the beginning of March 2009 before I go without head covers. That is a long time.