Monday, October 7, 2013
No chemo today
I was up last night all night, really sick. We have been worried about a tumor pushing on my intestines and creating a blockage. The dr was worried as well. She ordered an X-ray to see if anything was blocked and the X-ray did not show a blockage. By the time this got ordered and the radiologist viewed it, it was too late to do chemo today. The next assigned day for chemo is Wednesday.
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Sorry that your chemo got delayed...I hope there is no blockage and you get some relief soon. Praying for you!
ReplyDeleteLots of love to you Leah!!!
ReplyDeleteHi Leah, I'm a friend of Angela Nirenberg. She sent me a prayer request to pray for you, so I just want to let you know that my husband (Doug) and I will be praying for you and adding you to our church prayer list. In Christian Love, Irma and Doug Parke
ReplyDeleteSorry for the delay :(
ReplyDeleteYou're in my thoughts!
Cady
Love. From Our lips to God's ears.
ReplyDeleteOh Leah, I am so sorry to hear this. Continue to stay strong and know that you can and will fight this! You are so strong! Lots of love to you, Brenna
ReplyDeleteAdorable Leah,
ReplyDeleteThanks for more wonderful prose of what is, isn't, and your feelings on that and more. Before I forget, I love your cover page of what appears to be First Beach and Easton's Point--and my old house at 77 Shore Drive, which was razed by the man who tore down another house between mine and the water and built a mini mansion. He tried to dismember the right of way and discourage the fishermen who pass through to get to the rocks to fish. His house was for sale (along with the land my house was on which he bought) recently. I loved coming home from Providence every day (in the summer), walking in the back door, shedding my work clothes for my bathing suit, continuing out the front door and down the right of way to the rocks and a tricky swim (depending on the tide) to get safely out to open water... right there in your picture! I'd swim from there down across to the Cliff Walk Manor or whatever they call it now, walk back along the beach and thence along the Esplanade to home. Ah, what a delightful swim, in any kind of weather, including hurricane (or tropical storm) Bob, which was one of the best swims of all, as the waves were pretty huge and a very fun ride. Some fishermen, however, who saw me go out quickly lost sight of me in the waves and called the Middletown police to report a missing swimmer... I was only doing what I did every day and the neighbors knew it and my routine, but the fishermen did not and did not want me to drown. About half way through my joyous ride, I caught sight of a Coast Guard helicopter, then a patrol boat (couldn't miss those blue lights), and cars lined up along the Esplanade with their headlights shining over the water. I thought, "Oh boy, one of those fishermen got washed off the rocks and they can't find him." When I came ashore and walked down the beach and up the steps, (and seeing the rescue, fire and police personnel), I asked one of the bystanders what happened. He replied a swimmer was reported lost. Me? I thought. When I got back to my house and the scene of entry, I checked in with the search party director who matched up my red swim trunks with the report and me with the lost swimmer. He was not happy that I was swimming in rough seas. No sense in the discussion which followed, but I can summarize my comments with advice to frustrated search party directors with whom I can empathize: Do not even think about making a comment to a taxpaying, law-abiding citizen, subject of a search fortunately not necessary, with a comment implying the search party effort costs will be billed to me!!
Sorry to run on. Another question about the blog I have not figured out is the need for, or requirement that one identify oneself when blogging with a URL as well. I guess it doesn't matter so most use anonymous. Oh, one more thing. About old people and older "perspectives" which I humorously (in my own mind) referred to earlier, it was meant as a joke on me, since I am the oldest person in my 'group' by a wide margin. I'm goofing on my group.
Journaling is a great way to help relieve stress in addition to reporting on what's on your mind and what's up, in general. The above is proof that journaling can help cope with challenges when you have them. My challenge is reminding you that the crazy Gees are on your case and sharing your journey, even when it appears that we are just reminiscing about the scenery. Another Huge hug.
Mark & crew