Monday, March 31, 2008

Monday, March 31st 326/336

The latest gallup poll shows Obama 8 points ahead of Hillary. It looks like the imaginary Bosnian snipers actually got her after all. Her need to satisfy her manifest destiny of the presidency at any cost has become transparent as in “The king has no clothes”.

I’m still undecided about having my last shot a day early or not. Today I’m leaning toward doing it on Thursday which is my normal day. I mean, why not? I’ve made it this far what’s an extra day? Besides, if I were to relapse down the road I might feel bad that I lopped a day off treatment. I know that’s silly, but then, so am I.

We have 2 different bird’s nests under the eaves of our house and M is so excited that she is out buying a bird bath.

Tomorrow is Tuesday and that is usually a good day for me


All is well and bye for now

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Sunday, March 30th 325/336

Another day down as I crawl toward the finish line. Got out of bed at 10:00 and was feeling groovy. M and I went to Peet’s and then we went to borders so she could get some more romance novels, she really needs school. Got home and the dog and I took the 2 mile walk to the river and back. If you are contemplating tx, I recommend that you get a dog so that you have to walk every day. They also cuddle with you when you’re resting. They know you’re not well and they take care of you. We came home and I read the Sunday Chronicle(SF) and the NY Times and then I took a 2 hour nap. I must admit that I spend a lot of time in the horizontal position.

My last shot is next Thursday and I’m thinking of kicking it up to next Wednesday to celebrate the end of my treatment.

All is well and bye for now

On to the finish

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Saturday, March 29th 324/336

Last night and this morning I got wupped with an ugly stick. I didn’t know if I was asleep or awake and if I was talking to a real person or a dream. I was chemo sick until I took a Tylenol which made things much better. M and I went to Peet’s and office depot and then for a walk in the park. M has gone to Barnes and Noble to buy romance novels…….yikes, I had better get on it! The rest of the day was slow and sleepy, hopefully, tomorrow will be better. Not much longer to go now.

All is well and bye for now


Friday, March 28, 2008

Friday, March 28th 323/336

It’s good to be home, SF stimulates me and exhausts me at the same time. I slept well and I awoke at 9:00. M went to Peet's and brought me back a frapachino which is called an extra bold Frado at Peet’s. Went back to bed and slept until 12:30. Walked to the river with the dog etc


Here’s a little story for those readers with credit lines on their houses'. I have(had) 250k with WaMu. I have never used it. Last week I got a letter stating that my line was being suspended because M and I put our title in a trust. Keep in mind, that this was with the approval of my WaMu loan broker. If they're so concerned about the title change, I wonder why they don't call the first loan too.

My friend Jesse got a letter the same day from Citibank stating that because his property was in zip code 94114(SF) and values had dropped, they were suspending his credit line. Now keep in mind that SF is one of the few cities in the US which is still appreciating.

Ok, so what’s going on under the surface? Today, I get a letter from WaMu offering me a new first loan with a cash take out feature of up to 53K. They propose that for 53k, I’m going to walk away from a 5%, 15 year, fixed rate loan and pay 7.375% on a new first. How convenient for them, they can earn 10% on the new money while they put the line of credit commitment to their loss reserve fund. What a shister trick! Pull everybody’s credit lines and then screw all the people who need it for emergencies. Desperate times call for desperate measures. It seems that WaMu is very close to going under.

I’m thinking I’ll offer to payoff my first loan at 10% discount and see what they say.

The moral of the story, get your line of credit in cash now if you are planning to use it in the near future. Rumor has it the the credit lines are going the way of the dinosaurs.


All is well and bye for now

A sign in front of WaMu

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Thursday, March 27th 322/336 Shot #47

Today was lunch with the boys and the long drive home. When I got here I was very tired, did the shot, got the chills and slept for 2 hours. I’m still very tired, very long day, so I’ll say……..

…………..All is well and by for now


Sea Lions at pier 39

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Wednesday, March 26, 2008 321/336

What a nice day. I got up at 10:00 and then I took Billy to have his teeth cleaned. I sipped a frappachino at peet’s while he got it done.

After that we went across the Golden Gate Bridge to a private beach in the Golden Gate National Seashore. We walked to another secret beach where I go fishing once in awhile and it is beautiful while being only 5 miles away from the loft, pretty amazing. Last time we went, I caught a leopard shark.

Back up the hill and over to the car. This hike really exhausted me but it was really good for me and made me remember what life will be like in a short while. I have to make a list of all the things I’m going to do. I want to go fishing at my private spot and I want to go sailing on the bay once in awhile. Biking for sure and art classes at Sac state.

There was a 12 car head on collision on the Golden Gate Bridge about a mile ahead of me and we were stuck for 2 hours. All of those around me got to know each other and it wasn’t a bad experience at all. Came home and then walked into North Beach and I had 2 slices of the best pizza ever.

Tomorrow it lunch with the boys and then back home to Carmichael for shot # 47.

All is well and bye for now

Rodeo Beach and East Beach














Where I caught the shark



Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Tuesday, March 25th 320/336

OMG it's almost done! 320 days down and 16 to go, what a long haul. Today, the maids decided to come 2 hours early so Billy and I got rousted early so we went to Starbuck's and then to the park. After that, we came home and did a little pack and then off to SF. The drive was easy and when we got to SF we went to the beach.

When we were at the park today a funny thing happened. There was a baby squirrel on the ground and he didn't run when Billy lunged at him. To make matters worse, the baby squirrel started to lunge at Billy and he didn't know what to do. He keep looking my way for advice as the baby squirrel had shamed him.

Hillary seems to be about done, as her campaign sinks into the politics of hopelessness, she and her cronies continue to destroy the democratic party, Bill Richardson really hurt, next is John Edwards followed by Al Gore if needed. Wouldn't she make a lovely VP..Stay tuned. How much does it cost to go to Obama's cocktail party? Let's just say I'm all in. How exciting!

All is well and bye for now.

Martinique at Midnight

Monday, March 24, 2008

Monday, March 24th 319/336

The sx’s came back today. Extreme fatigue and dizziness and chemo brain fog, I thought I would finish without them returning…Wrong!

I couldn’t get up until 11:00 and I was pretty beat all day long. I’m really ready for this to end. It seems everything is such a hurculean effort, so much so that it becomes a side effect. Conversations, especially on the phone, make my head spin. M says I’ve been sensitive and edgy, no shit, 46 shots of interferon and 2240 rivavirin can do that to a body. M asked me what's new and I said that I'd like to turn myself inside out and die, aside from that, everything is fine.

I’m excited as M and I have been invited to meet Barack Obama at a cocktail party in SF when he comes on April 6th. This is way cool. This is they same weekend we’re supposed to go to a wedding but I’m going to skip as there are people going that I don’t need to see.

Tomorrow Billy and I are off to SF because Billy has a dental appointment on Wednesday at noon. Tomorrow night I have dinner with Ann and maybe David. I'm not sure wether I'llcom back on Thursday or Friday.

All is well and by for now


Sunday, March 23, 2008

Sunday, March 23rd 318/336

Last night we went to the gay bar for M’s Bday. I hadn’t been but once before several years ago. Last time I went I liked it because it was a funky big bar. They had square dancing and rap and some other noise I can’t name but the place was fun. Now, they have rebuilt it to the tune of 5 or 6 million dollars and it feels like something out of Las Vegas. 2 stories, open balconies, swimming pool and 3 dance floors, all with a very confused, gay, straight, cross dressing, transgender crowd. Allin all it seemed as though there were about 600 people in there.

I thought my glass of diet coke was in front of me and I took a huge sip. It turns out that it was someone else’s cocktail and it was surpising how lit I got immediately. My fingers tingled and my mind smiled. This was an accident so my sobriety is still intact after 15 years. We stayed until midnight and I paid the price today. The moral of the story, don’t go to gay bars when you’re on chemo therapy.

My daughter had a good time and her and M have become very good buddies.

Tonight M and I are off to Masako and Eddie's for birthday cake.

All is well and by for now


Les Girls

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Saturday, March 22nd 317/336

Today I didn’t get out of bed until 11:00am. Billy and I did the river walk and then Starbuck’s and then we came home and I got under the covers and slept for 3 hours so I can go to the bar tonight. My daughter is driving up from Antioch and she is going to come with us and then spend the night. That must have been an interesting negotiation with her significant other.

I’m so exited to be nearing the end of this that my mental health is greatly improved. People like me with genotype 1 have it harder as we have to tx for 48 weeks, way too long.

I hope I’m cured but I won’t be heartbroken if I’m not as it’s part of the game. I’ve done what I was supposed to do and my liver has been given time to heal. If I relapse, I won’t be doing this again as it’s just too hard on my 60 year old body. My fingers are crossed.

All is well and by for now

Friday, March 21, 2008

Friday, March 21st 316/336

The last couple of weeks have been pretty OK. I think there is a connection between state of mind and side effects. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and there is sunshine on the other end. The sense of hopelessness that I felt in the middle months is gone. Six weeks after I come off tx, I’m going to dose down on the prozac so I can stop using it. I must say that I needed it to complete this treatment but it’s time to move on and get back to living a normal life. Every day is a day closer to the end.

Today I went to look at a project that a friend is doing. It’s a house in a very bad neighborhood that has been burnt out. He and his partner used cash advances from their credit cards to purchase it for $87,000.00. I told him to sell it now at a loss if he has to….stay tuned.

Billy and I went to the park and then walked to the river and then we came home. M and I took our nightly bath together and now we’re watching TV.

Tomorrow is M’s B day and we’re going to the gay bar. Seems they’re more fun than straight bars and all the gay boys and girls fuss over the divine ms M. I think that Jimmy and Laurie should have a gay night on Thursdays at their tavern called the Roads End in Pennsylvania. Whataya tink?

All is well and by for now

Faces

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Thursday, March 20th 315/336 Shot #46

46 of 48 shots are now history, I can feel the poison running through my veins, it’s in my head. 2 more shots and 21 days to go, it’s almost over and it’s been the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. The mental upheavals have been awful but I have made it so far. The good news is I did it and I have a good idea about who my friends are. Some of the old ones and a lot of new ones are from all over the country.

Magda made an awesome discovery today. She asked me if it was 2008. I told her it was and she asked, “When did that happen?” I said, “12:01, January 1st.” She said, “I did naught know dat.” Ya gotta love her.

Today was Starbuck’s, the walk to the river and some grocery shopping. M’s off school tomorrow so we can spend some time together. Sx’s have been tolerable and I have been irritable, edgy and very, very tired.


All is well and by for now

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Wednesday, March 19th 314/336

Today was a good day but I over did it a little and got very tired at the end of the day. Jesse and Sam drove up from SF for the day to look for real estate to buy for Sam’s son who is a freshman at Sac State. Sam and I go way back and he bought his home in the Castro SF a 100 years ago.

I explained Sacramento real estate as follows, you want to be near the river and bike paths and the property should be between my house and Sac State, or one can do well with one of the bungalows in the 50’s or 60’s near Sac State. Forget about the other 1,000,000 houses that were built over the last 25 years as they are the people we are all reading about in the newspaper. The newer the neighborhood, the more distress it has and the more value it’s lost…Sad but true.

We went on a little tour and then picked up Sam’s son at Sac State and we went to lunch downtown near J Street.

After lunch, I came home and got the dog and we walked to the river and back and I came home exhausted. It seems as though I can only do 1 event a day or else I get wiped out. Tomorrow is shot #46 of 48. I’m getting there, slow, oh so slow, but sure.

All is well and by for now

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Tuesday, March 18th 313/336

Injustice Collection

We have a complicated relationship with the grudges we hold. We get obsessed and aggravated by the many slights that befall us, but we're ever reluctant to bury our pain and move on. Like an illicit affair, our beloved grudges usually end up creating misery for all involved.

The tendency to itemize every unfair knock we've ever suffered is known as injustice collecting. Sometimes the injustices are personal. At other times, the catalogued outrages lead to overwrought generalizations, such as, this is too unfair. This type of thinking leads to hopelessness and rage.

Enough grudge holding and soon you'll see more iniquity than actually exists. The injustice collector becomes a trigger-happy perceiver. If you walk down the street recounting the affronts you've suffered lately, you'll kick up quite a cloud of dejection.

Injustice collecting springs from a sensible motive: the monitoring of fairness as a form of self-protection, an impulse that evolved among social creatures who depended on one another.

Forgiveness

Anyone who has ever been victimized must decide whether or not to forgive the perpetrator. There can be no middle ground to this decision: either you decide to forgive the person who hurt you, or you hold on to bitterness and anger.

Holding on to bitterness and anger can cause problems of their own, so if you have ever been victimized, being able to forgive your victimizer is a crucial part of your healing.

Forgiveness, however, can be a problem for many people simply because they are not clear about what forgiveness really is. All too often forgiveness gets confused with reconciliation, a larger process of which forgiveness is but one part.

Forgiveness by itself is still psychologically preferable to holding a grudge. Why? Because the bitterness of a grudge works like a mental poison that doesn’t hurt anyone but yourself. Seeking revenge or wishing harm to another will, at the minimum, deplete your strength and prevent your wounds from healing. In the worst case, the cold hunger for revenge will make you into a victimizer yourself. Lacking forgiveness, you and your victimizer will be locked together in the hell of eternal revenge.

Reconciliation

If one person is injured by another, we could say that the two persons are “pushed apart” by the injury, and so, if they are to become friendly again, this gap between them must be repaired—they must be reconciled. Reconciliation comes from the Latin words re-, meaning “again,” and conciliare, which means “to bring together,” so reconciliation means “to bring together—or to make friendly—again.”

The act of reconciliation involves two parts: forgiveness and penance. Since the present discussion is about understanding forgiveness, let’s go on then to define penance.

Penance

First is the act of confession: admitting the act. The act has to be admitted, aloud, to the person offended, or the entire process stops and no one gets anywhere. If one doesn’t know what to confess to, they are powerless in the process. If the offense is withheld from the offender, the person offended displays an ownership and thereby admits to their need to hold the grudge.

Second is the act of repentance: asking for forgiveness (“We’re sorry”). For what again?

And third is the act of penalty: accepting the punishment (“OK”).
Punishment has been going on for a very long time

All is well and by for now

Santa Cruz Boardwalk 1979

Monday, March 17, 2008

Monday, March 17th 312/336

312 days of tx and I could not wake up today! I had the lead blanket on me until noon when Billy decided he’d had enough and he started crying in my ear. That little animal has been a Godsend during my treatment. I finally got up and we went to Starbuck’s and I had a vente frappachino with 2 extra shots. That did the trick while M stayed home.

This one’s for the girls. My good friend, DS has not spoken to me for the whole time that I have been treating with the Chemo, 45 weeks. I guess that’s what she needs to do but she refuses to state what it is I’ve done to her. Different people deal with hurt in different ways and hers is to adapt a passive aggressive, controlling stance. I guess that’s what she needs to do to feel safe. At any rate, I can’t take responsibility for that which is a mystery to me, I can only assume that DS takes great satisfaction in playing victim in control.

I think I’m going to have to accelerate my efforts to get to the bottom of this; I just need to know what it is I’m accused of having done. I can't take ownership of a ghost.

Any advice is appreciated.

All is well and bye for now

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Sunday, March 16th 311/336

“It’s been a pretty long while, it’s been a mighty long time, I can’t feel this way forever, when will you tell me that you’re mine.”

Name that tune!

This morning, after I woke up, the divine Ms M stated, “Don’t I look cute today?” What can I say, when ya got it ya got it. Very funny. After that we went to Peet’s for coffee and we read the paper and then we drove home. M went to lunch with her girl friends and Billy and I walked to the river and back. I came home and read the Chronicle and the Times and then I took a nap.

Tx sides have been quite tolerable the last 2 weeks and here’s hoping that my good luck continues. I have a little brain fog and extreme fatigue, which I can handle.

All is well and bye for now

Ain't she cute!

Saturday, March 15, 2008

Saturday, March 15th 310/336

The beat goes on and the good days continue. M rousted me at 8:30 and off to Pete’s we went. After Peet’s we went to Nordstrum’s and I atoned for the Barrack Obama donation and I bought M some “true religion” jeans and some make up for her birthday. She only likes true religion as they have a tendency to make the ass look “perfect”.

After shopping, we came home and she went to get her hair colored and I took the dog to the river. Came home and took a nap and then watched some shows. I’m going to give Sillary the weekend off unless I hear that she has inserted her foot in her mouth again.

All is well and by for now

Friday, March 14, 2008

Friday, March 14th 309/336

The Clinton Agenda

I have never been interested in politics. This year the Obama campaign caught my eye and I saw a light at the end of the tunnel.

The democratic party seems to be in the process of self destructing as the result of the Clinton campaign’s derogatory campaign tactics. The Clinton campaign makes Carl Rove look like a altar boy.

How dare an upstart black man challenge Hillary’s ascendency to the throne, is it not her birth right? Is she not the queen? What an ego maniacal asshole she is!

Hillary has stated that McCain would make a better commander in chief than Barrack. What makes her qualified and where’s her experience? Dinner parties and funerals don’t count!

When will the Clinton campaign realize that both candidates are democrats? This Clinton performance gives us a picture of what her presidency will be like. A polarizing mess, taking no prisoners. What a sleaze bag!

The Clintons are handing the election to McCain and I have no problem voting for him if Hillary weasels her way into the nomination. The democratic party is once again proving themselves to be a gaggle of idiots who can’t keep their own house in order.

All is well and by for now



Thursday, March 13, 2008

Thursday, March 13th 308/336 Shot #45

Today I got up at 9:30 and headed to Peet’s for coffee and the crossword puzzle. While there, I visited with the firemen from 3 engine, oh my they are getting younger all the time.

After Peet’s, I drove home to Carmichael and the ride was nice with no slow downs at all. The Blue angels were flying low along the American river and they came so close they made the windows rattle.

This democratic primary is becoming quite shameful and the DNC is acting like a chicken with it’s head cut off. What business is it of their’s when a state holds it’s primary. Now they have really stepped in shit. Don’t even get me started about Gelaldine Ferraro’s racist behavior. She brings up the candidates race and then accuses him of playing the race card. Hillary sits back and does nothing. She’s running her campaign right out of the republican play book. Like I said, don’t get me started.

Laurie’s Jimmy got me in some serious shit with M. Next December, he and I will meet in Manhattan and we will go to Harry Winston to by the girls their Christmas presents.

All is well and by for now

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Wednesday, March 12th 307/336

I had a good day today which is not unusual for a Wednesday. Up at 10:00 and then off to Peet's for coffee and the crossword puzzle. Over to Chow for lunch with Jesse, and Mike and then downtown to Tiffany's to shop for a Bday present for M. The only item that caught my eye was a necklace. When I inquired about the price I was told that it was $9,800.00. I was out the door in a hurry as I was shocked at the price. Oh well, the search continues. After Tiffany's I went to see "There will be Blood" with Daniel Day Lewis. The film was a little slow for me and died at the end but Lewis earned his best actor oscar. When exiting the theater I saw a man with a small dog leaving and I asked him how he gets the dog in the theater. He said it's simple, get a note from your doctor saying you need the animal to be a service animal and then take the note to the animal shelter and they give you a tag. Sounds interesting.

Tommorrow is open so any SF people who would like to have lunch, let me know.


All is well and bye for now

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Tuesday, March 11th 306/336

I woke up today around 7:30 and did some house work and then took the dog for our walk to the river. Came home, took a shower and headed to Peet's for coffee and the crossword puzzle. I then rove to SF. Not too many sides and so far a nice day. I went shopping at Safeway and then I went and got a haircut. I came home and I took a 2 hour nap and then Sally picked me up and we went to the North Beach Restaurant for dinner. I had petrale sole and I must say that it was delicious. Sally is a big Hilary fan as I am a big Obama fan. When I got home I gave Obama another $1300.00 so I am now maxed out on the donation front. I'm going to go to bed early and then tomorrow it's lunch with Mike, Jesse and Pete.

All is well and bye for now

Home Sweet Home

Monday, March 10, 2008

Monday, March 10th 305/336

I went to bed at midnight and got up at 11:00 this morning. Starbuck’s, walk to the river and a little grocery shopping. I felt OK today so tomorrow it’s off to SF for a few days. Dinner with Sally tomorrow night and lunch with the boys on Wednes-day. I’m also planning on getting my curly locks cut on Wednesday.

I’m getting excited about the end of tx and I only have 4 more shots to go. Today marks 10 months down and one more to go. This has been a long haul, harder in many ways than I had anticipated. Hopefully, I’ll return to my old self before too long as this TX rattles you to the core.

All is well and by for now

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Sunday, March 9th 304/336

Woke up feeling groovy. Magda had agreed to work a wedding show for a photographer friend of hers and you should have heard the whining. She came home after 5 hours of work and declared that she hates working.

Billy and I went to Starbuck’s and sat outside in the sun and I drank coffee Frappachino. Billy likes it there as there is a little courtyard and he can sniff and scrounge and play with kids.

He later tookme for a walk to the river and we had the usual nice time talking with other dog owners along the way.

I came home and read the SF Chronicle and the NY Times and then took a nap. When I on’t up I cooked some potatoes for M. My M loves her potatoes.

About 5 O’clock, I was the victim of a chemo brain attack and I had to take an anti anxiety pill to control the edginess. It seemed to work after awhile and now I able to do my blog. I promised myself that I would do it every day during tx and so far I have. I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

All is well and by for now

Saturday, March 08, 2008

Saturday, March 8th 303/336

Sleepy day today, I didn’t wake up until noon. M and I went to Whole Foods aka whole paycheck and we got our groceries for the week. We also went to Trader Joe’s for the rest. So far I’m having a pretty OK week and I’m thinking of heading for SF on Tuesday if I feel up to it.

WOMEN'S ENGLISH

1. Yes = No
2. No = Yes
3. Maybe = No
4. We need = I want
5. I am sorry = you'll be sorry
6. We need to talk = you're in trouble
7. Sure, go ahead = you better not
8. Do what you want = you will pay for this later
9. I am not upset = of course I am upset, you moron!
10. You're very attentive tonight = is sex all you ever think about?

And finally.....

A recent scientific study found that women find different male faces attractive depending on where they are in their menstrual cycle.
For example, when a woman is ovulating she will prefer a man with rugged, masculine features.

However when she is menstruating, she prefers a man doused in petrol and set on fire, with scissors stuck in his eye and a cricket stump shoved up his backside.


Courtesy of Loop from HepC Nomads

All is well and by for now

Friday, March 07, 2008

Friday, March 7th 302/336

There is a God! I have had a totally normal day and I remember what it feels like to be a human being again. M and I got up at 6:00 and went to Peet’s at 7:00. We came home and sun bathed on our deck and it was so warm! 70 degrees! We’re here if any of you snow bunnies want to come and enjoy the sunshine.

While on the deck with M I said that it would be a nice day to buy a Ferrari, she responded without missing a beat, “You’ll be able to have sex after you finished treatment”. Youse girls is hella smart.

My friend Laurie cleared the virus in 2 weeks but her hemoglobin has crashed to a dangerous level and her study doesn’t allow rescue drugs. Procrit will help her and I hope they make and exception as she ain’t no lab rat. The medical community is so upside down with their priorities. I’m really concerned.

Sx's are back but it's OK as I caught a break


All is well and by for now

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Thursday, March 6th 301/336 Shot #44

I couldn't get out of bed until 1:00 as I was really wiped out. This morning, I was borderline delirious and sometimes my thoughts were such that I didn’t know if I was asleep or awake. I dreamed I was having a conversation with an old friend from my 20’s. Since I only converse with dead people in my dreams, I need to check and see if he’s dead.

This tx has gotten quite oppressive as of late. It’s been brutal for me since about day 250 on. The meds have won and I’m crawling toward the finish line. Not much further to go-5 weeks and out.

All is well and by for now

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Wednesday, March 5th 300/336

Today is day #300. What a long strange trip it’s been.

My friend L is in a drug trial using standard of care and a protease inhibitor and she has cleared the virus in 2 weeks. Stay tuned as things are looking very good for her.

Billy my dog has been farting for an hour, it is so stinky it wakes him up. Yesterday he rolled on a 15 inch trout fish and was so proud of it, now he stinks very badly. He has been feeling like his dad = under the weather, so hopefully tomorrow will bring a better week for both of us. M has been forgiven her trespasses of telling me that I am self-righteous.

Purple haze all in my brain, lately things, they just don’t seem the same.

All is well and by for now

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Tuesday, March 4th 299/336

Today was an OK day. Nothing special, just OK. My friend J has stage 3 liver disease and his insurance company is denying him coverage. What a joke!

As I get closer to the end of my tx I’m starting to wonder what I’ll be like when I’m done. I feel as though I’ve been in a coma or a dream and I don’t feel at all present. Often, discussions are ended based on the fact that I’m told I’m being self righteous. Sometimes it’s true and sometimes it’s not, I can't tell which is which. It seems the act of disagreement often triggers the self righteous card being played. As soon as I see that coming I stop talking as I don’t have the rational to know what’s true and what isn’t. Last year, I followed a psychiatrist who committed himself at 44 weeks claiming to have lost his mind. M says that all of us need to be committed(the Hepsies). I really can’t wait to have this done, the tx is so hard mentally, it just goes on and on.

All is well and by for now

Monday, March 03, 2008

Monday, March 3rd 298/336

I caught a little break today and I felt almost normal, no nap. The last couple of weeks have been a challenge. I guess it just gets harder as we near the end.

M didn’t care for the paper I wrote for her about the Cuban Missile Crisis. It just goes to show that no good deed goes unpunished. Oh well, what does she expect from a 43 week chemo head.

M and I went to Peet’s for coffee and then I took the dog to the river. It’s better when I feel good, which is seldom. I hope I have killed the virus as I won’t be doing this again. If the virus returns, it’s take me lord, I ain’t txing no more.

Thank you to all who contacted my daughter regarding quitting smoking while pregnant. I think we finally got through to her.

I have a building in Oklahoma City, I know, how the hell did you end up there? It’s an old car dealership that’s been turned in to 24 lofts and a commercial space. It’s on the National list of historic places. A developer wants to use it for the center piece of a 3 square block development. It’s not for sale, nor do I intend to sell it unless they pay replacement cost for it. Stay tuned, I might get to go shopping again.

All is well and by for now

http://www.garageloftokc.com


Sunday, March 02, 2008

Sunday, March 2nd 297/336

Please email my daughter Jenna and encourage her to quit smoking

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Why the Womb Should Be a Smoke-Free Environment


By Dr. Gerard M. DiLeo, MD

An unborn baby is at risk for many complications when the mother-to-be smokes. Dr. DiLeo explains the harmful effects of cigarette smoke to the fetus.

Think a cigarette or two early in your pregnancy won't hurt your growing baby? Think again. Find out why stopping smoking now is essential not only for your health, but for your yet-to-be-born baby's health, too.

While pregnant, the smoking mother puts her child at risk for premature separation of the placenta, called abruption, which is a devastating hemorrhaging event that can result in death of the baby and possibly even that of the mother, too. Additionally, nicotine is a vasoconstrictor, which means it narrows the nutrition- and oxygen-carrying blood vessels to the baby. So, each and every drag of a cigarette not only means less oxygen and nutrition to the baby's brain and other organs, but injury the placenta, which is the crucial life-sustaining link between mother and child. Smoking also increases the risk that a child may develop leukemia. Each year, the research becomes even more frightening.

Pediatric asthma and the repeated upper respiratory infections (croup) are more likely in a smoking home. Spending three hours in an emergency room in the middle of the night, over and over, can get pretty old pretty fast. It's unfair to the child, certainly, and no one from the tobacco industry is there to help out the next morning when you have to go to work anyway after such a traumatic night with your child.

Premature rupture of membranes, premature labor, and premature births are a higher risk with smoking pregnant patients. With neonatal intensive care bills often exceeding $2,000 a day for a single premature baby, the costs to our country become unfathomable.
Smoking has been found to be a risk factor in sudden infant death syndrome (SIDS). And allergies in children exposed to cigarette smoke are much greater than those of children not exposed to smoke in the home or in the car.

In spite of all this, 26 percent of women of reproductive age choose to smoke, and nearly a third of them continue to do so during pregnancy. But it may not be entirely their fault. Smoking is a very tough addiction. When I talk with internists and perinatalogists, I hear smoking referred to as being as addictive as heroin and cocaine.

With over 2,000 different chemicals in tobacco smoke, not one of them is nutritious or enriching for you, your baby, your family, your gender, or the generations to come. If you're a smoker, please speak with your healthcare provider about healthy, safe ways to stop this dangerous practice.

All is well and by for now

Jenna at the age of 3

Saturday, March 01, 2008

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Today was a little better, but not much. I was able to go to Starbuck’s and then the dog took me for my walk to the river. Billy met his friend, pretty boy Floyd, and they played together. I came home and wrote Magda’s paper on the Cuban Missile Crisis. It’s 1000 words and I wrote the rough draft. I actually enjoyed doing it. Thinking back, I think it reads a little disjointed and I will rewrite tomorrow. I remember when I was 14, I went to bed and none of us knew if we were going to be alive in the morning or if the Russians nuked us to death.

All is well and by for now