Thursday, November 11, 2004

Chemo - Day 2

One of the good things about doing chemo inpatient is that I can sleep through a lot of it, and today I did.

The hiccups seem to have played out, but I'm groggy all the time. Also, people keep telling me to eat. I don't really want to. It's not the quality of the food - I'm just not hungry. The boost drink is pretty good, though.

I have to rinse my mouth with saline after every meal, and I have to measure and record my urine. Small enough things in themselves, but tedious after awhile.

I continue to be moved by the generous expressions of love and support from our friends, neighbors, collegues and acquaintances.

Enough for now. Good night and God bless you.

- Jim


Blogger UisceBaGirl said...

Continuing to keep you in my prayers. Sleep well and may you soon be energized and terrorizing the wards at St. Mary's...


8:14 PM  
Blogger Karen Davis said...

Go Jim! Beat the Roundheads!! We're cheering for you. Karen and Greg

9:37 AM  
Blogger Dorrie said...

I set your blog as my homepage and have the Uisce Beatha CD (bootleg version) playing in my CD player. My thoughts and prayers are with you constantly. If people praying for you helps the medical process, you'll be through this faster than anyone.

10:08 AM  
Blogger Tom Wolf said...

Glad to hear Day 2 was not too bad. I read some of your postings to 11-year-old Dale while he was taking a bath last night. He asked why life has to be so cruel. I told him that was a condition we all agreed to before we were born. He gave me that “you’re dumber than I thought” look. “Really,” I said. “Just before you’re born, when the angels are going over all of the rules with you, they get you to sign something saying that you not only understand but voluntarily embrace the fact that the life you are about to embark on will contain horrible pain, both physical and emotional, and will end in death.” “That sucks,” he said. “You don’t have to agree to it,” I said. “But if you don’t, then you do something else, I don’t know what, but you don’t get to be born, don’t get to live as a human being on earth.” “So I signed it?,” he asked. “Yeah. But you argued with them about it for so long that they forgot to go over some of the other rules, like cleaning your room, doing your homework, and not talking back to adults.”

In his prayers last night, besides praying for you and your family, Dale gave thanks for being born as himself—CP and all. And we’re all glad you were born as you. Hang in there.

Love, Tom

10:12 AM  
Blogger UisceBaGirl said...

Tom Wolfe says that his explanation to his child was that people agree to their challenges, including illness, before they become corporeal. I've been exposed to that idea before and it makes a lot of sense to me. I think of life as bit like having signed up for a set of courses (as in college or grad school), except that most of us now forget that we chose our challenges. Some of us decide that we will develop the most or be well-positioned upon graduation if we choose the toughest curriculum. Others have a different vision of their college/graduate experience and choose different courses, perhaps challenging to them at their ability, but maybe to me those particular courses would seem easy. Maybe we come in with "AP credits", who knows? Do you remember signing up for courses in school, knowing it would be tough, but knowing that this was the work you needed to do to meet your goals (in this example, of education, graduation, and employment)?

So in my opinion I think we each did "sign up" for our different life experiences. Then when we are in the midst of 'mid-terms', we may be thinking "What the HECK was I thinking when I said I'd be able to do this???" Or, "Hey - no one told me there was going to be a test!"

10:52 AM  
Blogger John said...

All of us baheads still have you in our thoughts Jim. There were lots of socials for you last night. Your presence is truly missed. Hope to see you up and around soon. Don't be shy for you or Judy to give Jenn or myself a call if you need anything. St. Mary's is just a stones throw away from Jenn's, so dropping by anytime after work is no problem. Get well soon!!!

John Y.

11:26 AM  
Blogger Karelle said...

Ya know- now you tell me about why its important to read the fine print. Oh well, we are all in this for the long haul together. Just wanted to say Hi Jim from the cheap seats in the back- I'm here with the pom poms and the flags rooting for you all the way!

Love and Hugs-

12:55 PM  
Blogger Jenn said...

I empathize. Chemo doesn't do much for an appetite. Also, combined with the blah taste of saline and having to measure and record your own urine, it really wouldn't make me wanna eat either.

Boost is a great option because it will help keep your weight stable, and is packed with nutrients and calories. It was a hot commodity on the oncology floor at MCV- esp Strawberry. :)

Keep posting, I'll keep reading.

5:51 PM  

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