Last Chemo Today for Two Weeks - 5/19/07

I didn't post yesterday because I just ran out of energy. I tried but no words would come that didn't immediately get deleted by me via the back space key.

Today is the last chemo treatment for two weeks. We'll be glad when we're home again this evening. Warren is really tired and finding it difficult to get through his days and I must admit that I'm dragging as well. I'm hoping that we'll both rebound as the next two weeks unfold.

It turns out that I don't have to pick my Mother up again this weekend as my Brother and his wife are not going out of town. That trip is being postponed for a few weeks. On Monday I have to call and make an appointment to get my Mom an MRI to see if the tumors in in brain are growing. She needs that before she sees the neurologist again and I told my brother I would take her. He took her a few weeks ago but it was in the morning and she had a lot of drainage in her throat and didn't think she could lie still for long enough in the "tube". She wants an afternoon appointment and my Brother goes to work at 11:00. So I'll get that set up and then after that appointment she wants to drive up to Gettysburg to put some plants on my Father's grave and her parents grave for the summer. Gettysburg is just an hour from where she lives and from the place where we get the MRI probably only 30 minutes. I also should start setting up some appointments for myself. I haven't been to the MD clinic for two years. Now granted they don't have any treatments to offer, but they like to track how the disease process is working in my body and I'm interested to hear how study turned out that they were running last year. They had called me to participate, but at the time Warren was going into treatment again and the threat of surgery was hanging over us. I just couldn't see that there would be time for me to run him to Bethesda everyday and get to Baltimore a few times a week. Also the study they were running was a double-blind which meant that not everyone would get the drug; some would get placebo. I asked my guides for a dream to show me whether I should participate or not and I dreamed that I was arguing with a nurse about something she wanted to do to me in the study that did not make sense. She ended up holding my head down to a table and sticking a very large needle in it which really made me mad. I figured after that I didn't need the extra aggravation that study would add to my life.

Sometimes it feels to me like everyone in the world has some sort of health issue. There are so many young people that I see at NIH getting chemotherapy; children, people in their twenties and thirties. And because they are there it usually means that they've already exhausted treatment options available on the outside.

Its time to get ready to go to the hospital so I need to get off here now. Perhaps I'll post again later.

Enjoy your day.