Oh yeah…

…and I’m really getting tired of this Michael Jackson crap. Maybe that’s why I’m sick – it’s not the chemo, it’s the Jacko.

Latest Update

Well, today’s not going so well so far. Woke up at 5, nauseous, pukey and depressed. I’ve taken some of my nausea meds and am going to try going back to bed. I’ll probably give the doc a call a little later today to see what the deal is.

Yesterday wasn’t too bad for me. I’ve been having sore hands, like bruised-sore, but they’re feeling okay today.

Well, back to sleep I go…

Oh Yeah…

And my throat hurts. And my back kinda. Other than that, today is just tired. On that note, I’m going downstairs to make a couple of sandwiches to go with these chips.

Catch Up Time

Well, it’s been a while since I’ve updated up here, but it’s been for a number of reasons.

1) The weather has taken a turn for the hot and my home office is not equipped for cooling. Nothing like being worn out from chemo and sitting in a hundred degree steambath trying to think of witty things to say.

2) My pain took a turn for the worse this past weekend. Unbelievable nerve-type pain through my upper back, eventually settling in my pelvis and knees. there’s three more days spent bed-ridden.
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So Far, So Good

The past two days have been pretty good, tiredness-wise. Both yesterday and today at work, I’ve felt like I did pre-chemo. Last night when I came home the 125 Outdoor from Hangtown was on, so I sat down on the couch to watch it. Then I laid down. Then I dozed off. I knew about the surprise ending already from RacerX (I usually don’t peek ahead, but I thought OLN wasn’t showing the 125s) so I woke up to slow motion that a few times. Other than that, it was down for the night. I still think I only felt regular after-work tired, though.

Today, it’s up in the air. I’ve felt good through the day, but the night hasn’t started yet. I’m still at work at the moment, but will probably be leaving before too long. Last time I looked, the traffic was insane going towards home, so I might go the other way and pick up my wedding suit. Only time and traffic will tell.

I Finally Did It

I saw Revenge of the Sith tonight. All of the reports have been confirmed – Lucas has redeemed himself with this one. Granted, the geek in me had to quibble with some continuity concerns, but for the most part, I was able to shut him up and enjoy the ride. By far the best thing about seeing Star Wars nowadays is going to the bathroom afterwards. A glance at the urinal and it flushes of its own accord. A wave of the hands and the faucet starts pouring out water. The spell broke when I gestured for the paper towels, though. Perhaps in a couple of more years I’ll learn that trick…

SHAZAM!

Say… maybe my horrible itching wasn’t caused by Hodgkin’s after all! Look what I found over on Gone and Forgotten today:

While I don’t recall an alien ship crashing a block away from me, that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. After all, I’m fairly sure I have a brown suit. I’m going to look into repressed memory specialists. It’s gotta be easier than chemo.

Cravings es no Bueno

So. Pretty much ever since the first chemo treatment I’ve had a craving for meat. MEAT. Specifically, a certain kind of meat that I don’t know the name of and can only vaguely recall. We had some excellent barbecue shortly after, though I knew going in that brisket wasn’t what was eating away at the pleasure centers of the little caveman in my brain. I also discovered that brisket wasn’t what my foggy Texas brain thought it was, somehow confusing it with shredded pork.

Lacking an excuse with more substance, I blame the cancer.
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Happy Birthday +1

Well, here I am, wide awake at 1:15 in the morning, wondering if this is a side effect of the chemo, a side effect of having to nap all through the the day, or just my regular insomnia. Maybe recapping the past day and a half will lull me into slumberland? Hmm, let’s see.
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PLEASE Stop Rocking the House!

You know, every time I start to think the chemo’s not as bad as I thought it would be, it turns around and bites me in the ass. Other than occasional waves of exhaustion, I felt pretty good yesterday. So good in fact, that I considered going in to work for a full 8 hour day. At least until 12:45 last night when…. the nausea hit.
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