Clever title to be inserted here when one occurs to me

All in all, today's oncology visit was fairly good. The results on the fluid tapped off my stomach last week were "inconclusive" so couldn't rule out the presence of cancer cells. Other blood counts were pretty good though, considering that I had chemo on Wednesday. The physical exam also didn't turn up any new concerns.

So unless there's some change over the weekend, I'll go Wednesday for another chemo treatment.If I do get uncomfortable, I'll get fluid tapped off again at the hospital.

Longish aside: It's strange how warped body image is in our culture. I've noticed people's shapes so much more often in the last few months than I have since I was a teenager. I see signs that someone may be losing weight because they are struggling with health problems that I would have missed before. I wonder if another person may be reacting to steroids. Things my eyes would probably have glided past not too long ago, or maybe even have blamed the person for (from bad eating habits, etc.).

Anyway, I admit that I liked it a lot better when what looked like an early "baby bump" was one. But it's good to be gaining more awareness and tolerance of all our shapes.

Me, me, me, me...

The test results from Friday weren't available to the oncologist today, so we don't know what the extra fluid in my abdomen means yet. But the other indicators (yes, those crazy platelets) were in good enough shape that I received another round of of the new chemo. 

I feel fine, mostly knocked out by the drugs that protect me from other side effects (anti-nausea and anti-allergy, etc.). I expect to feel okay tomorrow, too. If not so drugged I miss out on it.

Abbie and Howard are at a mandatory meeting at her high school right now about college applications. Lord, will I be happy to have that process behind us -- and I'm not even the one who'll have to do them.

I'm glad people like the idea of having these posts to check when they want to find out how I'm doing. But please don't forget that I want to hear your news, too. Even when it's not great news or earth-shattering. Emails are fine for that.

It seems like lots of my friends have occasions in September or October that I'm failing to acknowledge -- so to them, happy anniversary or birthday or new year as appropriate.

Excuses, excuses

No medical appointments scheduled for today. There may, however, be some unauthorized napping, given the excuse of gray weather to just snuggle in bed.

Afternoon report: Can nothing be counted on to provide a halfway believable excuse for napping these days? The sun came out this afternoon. Beautiful light, temp. I had to just make the best of it and stay awake!

Give and take

This is already getting weird for me. Who wants to hear the techy medical events of my day? Certainly not me. I'll try to keep it to a minimum.

But here goes. I had platelets administered and fluid drawn from the abdominal cavity for testing. Even though it took five hours or so in total, due to the usual small complications like computer glitches and orders between the doctor's office and outpatient care not lining up quite the same, it was no big deal physically.

The hardest part is spending hours hanging around the hospital. I was in bed the whole time; Howard was in various waiting room chairs. Why is it so tiring to sit or lie down all day?

We'll see the oncologist early next week. I don't know for sure when we'll have results or exactly what we're looking for.

The pain meds may still knock me out part of the time over the weekend, but there's no reason I shouldn't feel pretty well overall.

And th-th-that's all folks. Whether or not you're old enough to remember Porky Pig.

Another scan

I didn't end up having chemo today. My platelets are steady, but still low (amazing, isn't it?, humans' ability to interpret signs as positive -- which steady is in this case, even if not high as we'd like). 

 

Rather, I will have an ultrasound of my abdomen on Friday to figure out what's causing some bloating in that area. Nothing worth emergency attention at this point, but it could be related to protein intake or liver function. They might drain off extra fluid and give me more platelets on Friday. Or there might not be enough to be worth draining off. Then we'll see about chemo again next week.

 

Still feeling better than I did on Monday, so I am reading and listening to audio stories and napping. I wish I could dole out the chance for all of you to do that same as desired.

Funny image

Today's counts: I'm holding my own with the platelets. I felt really lousy this morning -- with a lot of weakness and pain -- but didn't need an infusion, so that was welcome. Next step will be possible treatment on Wednesday.

I told my parents on the phone last night that I felt like one of those jugglers who run around keeping plates spinning. Except to be successful, I have to lie down a lot.

I promised you in Cincinnati rain for today because of Abbie's camping overnight. And? Never fails. I feel very lucky to be home, dry and warm.

Twice!

I made it downstairs and sat up for a while twice today. Improvement, right?

(Please don't expect me to post an update every day, guys. But I will try to get in any significant changes.)

Abbie and her fellow seniors go camping tomorrow night (just one night), which means it will rain. In case you needed a truly reliable forecast for something.