Monday’s Method

Almost midnight and I am not to sure what to do.  Feeling a lot better but not sure if I am feeling go to office better.  That kind of better means 6-8 hours of stay there as well.  Not sure I am up to that.

Working from home means I can go lay down for 15 minutes if I need to. I can lie down for hours if I need to so the question is; do I go in today or do I work from home?

One thing I am worried about is the amount of visiting that I may have to do, I know they mean well but voice isn’t up to talking too much right now.  Maybe I’ll check the weather in the morning, if it’s nice I go in if not I’ll stay home.

Sunday was a non-event. Mostly spent sitting around semi somnolent resting up for Monday.  Was really interested in how well I would sleep.  

Found the answer at three this morning – not.

I might have mentioned my superior gag reflex.  Seems like last night it was performing at a stellar level,  I  wasn’t nauseous,  just had something in my throat I couldn’t hack up or get rid of and that in itself led to several episodes of return to sender.

So the question of rather to work in the office or work remotely has been settled, local trash cans are a comfort that will not be denied.

Looking back I place the blame on feeling too good. Friday night, Saturday and Saturday night went so well I decided to forgo the normal nightly medications which include an anti-nausea and an anti-vomiting pill.  Can you say bad move? 

And to top it off, FIlmore decided he wasn’t getting enough attention so he ups and blows a cork at four this morning. What a mess, like icing on the cake, stripping sheets at 4:15 and looking forward to a Monday laundry day.

Think I’ll work from home.

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Slow moving Sunday

Just like the storms predicted to hit and cause havoc and destruction this morning, Sunday  has fizzled out as well.

After listening to the dire predictions for this morning I was all hyped up to enjoy a thunderstorm. I was looking forward to excitement and drama and a morning to remember.

Pretty much fizzled, had a little rain but that didn’t last long. And I somehow was to tired to stay awake and enjoy the calm.  Sitting half asleep on the couch I realized I’ve missed posting the morning update, again.

Missed it a third time, for got to post it three hours ago when I remembered I had forgot to post this morning,  Wow, my life is so exciting right now. . .

Film at eleven

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Soup or Saturday

 Seems like it ought to be one or the other, so far pretty good day, may not be super but definitely it is Saturday.

Mine started at 4 AM; couldn’t sleep, so I was up and about, not doing much, but stirring.  Friday was a bit taxing, found myself needing to rest way more than the amount of rest I needed on Thursday.  I ended up going to bed earlier much earlier than normal.

What’s normal? I haven’t a clue any more, my world has been redefined and things no longer have the same values that I once embraced. 

Daily goal is, and continues to be, trying to take water by mouth. I am able to get a few, very few, small sips. I need to be able to get a couple of ounces down at once, then I can move to step two, food.

I have got to get the food down, this is necessary so that Filmore can be evicted. I look forward to the day when Fillmore is no longer is paired with me. 

Right now Filmore is a necessary evil, I have to keep my weight up, weight up = enough nutritional input to achieve healing. And Filmore is the way that is accomplished.

Ninety days till the annual great expedition to Colorado. I am going, hopefully fully recovered and able to relax and enjoy the fishing and good company. Prior to that I have a memorial day excursion to the ranch, that one is 45 days out.

It’s a weekend so I am in the real kicked back mode, waiting for the forecasted bad weather, which I plan to enjoy from the comfort of my garage.

FYI, to date 45 Hawaiian shirts were worn to treatment or doctor visits. There remain 19 un-worn shirts for future visits. What should I do with the ones already worn?  Are they ready to be worn again, they have all been to the cleaners and are pressed and ready for service.

Do I wait till after filmore is out or maybe after the removal of the medi-port?  When does life return to normal? That is the question I have, when?

Weight today – 197

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Finally It’s Friday

Not that it’s going to do me any good; I’m going to be stuck here at Casa Pedro’s one more weekend. Looking back on it, I believe this is the longest streak I ever had at staying home. Since mid-January I’m like a home body, no fun in that.

But that’s what I have planned for the weekend – staying home.  Soon, it’s going to be changing soon, I feel the changes coming. Once I can take food by mouth, look out world hear I come.

For the first time in two or three weeks, no night time issues, slept undisturbed all night through. Got what I’ve been looking for, a great nights sleep.

So I guess you can figure it out, Thursday wasn’t bad at all. Worked most of it and got caught up in not watching the clock, that’s a bad thing when working from home. I finally pulled the plug about 5:30.

My brother is right I got to concentrate of recovery not getting back in the swing of things, got to take life a little bit easier. Going to disappoint some people tomorrow, have 6 requests for assistance someone is going to be left out, maybe two or three some ones.

For free food Friday I’m having 3 cans of gnarley nourishing Nestles liquid food. Poor sob’s in the office have to make do with on the border fajita’s and stuff. Eat you hearts out suckers.

Old lady next door bought me a white board so I can, if I want to, answer those spoken questions, but like sis-in-law says, yes no questions very much appreciated. OLND is a cancer survivor still fighting her own battles so all you guys praying over me feel free to throw a few good words her way, she is way more deserving.

Voice is more like a loud whisper this morning, no more croaking like a frog, now if I could get the slobbering under control.

You guys have a great Friday, play hard, have fun, stay safe.

Bella and Sarah, thanks for the cards, same thing to Ms Pat, those are good ones and helping,

Weight today – 198

Blood Pressure – 125-78

Blood Sugar – 146 fasting

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Transitional Thursday

Turns out Thursday are no longer the dreaded day of the week. Two weeks since the last cheno treatment and I’m feeling no effects from it, guess it’s all out of the system now.

The biggest issue with Thursdays was I was so dang tired, work on something for twenty minutes then sleep for two hours.  I wasn’t at my normal productive self but I did get a lot of rest. Heck, I had to take a nap in the early afternoon to offset the effort of staying awake that long.

Zyrtec, you are my friend, and whoever it was that suggested I try it, you get a gold star in your crown in heaven, it’s great. Taking one has relieved the mucus problem, and along with that issue, the gagging and pukes. It’s not 100%, but its way, way down, like maybe 95% gag free.

Email at work is back up and working, thanks again to Alex for working that out for me, I was so frustrated, but now no excuse, I gotta go to work.

Time for a light snack, maybe two cans of liquid food then I think I’ll try to finish the upgrade site I have been working on for the last two days.

Feels like another great day is in the works, I might even try talking today just to get the voice box working again.

Shout out to trusty sidekick, he cleaned on the garage it is amazing what he got accomplished. I have room for more than I scotter in there now.  Heck, I’ve been going out in the garage to sit, there is so much room.  Come visit, we’ll sit in the garage and drink beer, at least you can drink beer if you want to.

Weight today – 197.5

Blood Pressure – 134-86

Blood Sugar – 150 fasting

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Latest Hump Day Happening’s

Four in the morning and I wake without warning, it’s a country song moment, complete with strange dream to set the stage.  I ‘invented’ a device that allows one to poke a small hole in a screw top wine closer to test the wine without opening it. This way you can test the wine everyday till it is at it's peak and then enjoy it.

It was a dream, seemed to make some sense during the dream but now, I’m pretty sure it would never work, I mean, opened is opened, drink the wine it doesn’t change that much day to day.

I must be getting better, I don’t remember any dreaming during the last 3 weeks of treatment, I was just to tired to get any really good sleep.

Right now I am still dealing with the super industrial strength rope like saliva I swear this stuff could be used to pull locomotives with and the adherence strength is remarkable, it doesn’t release. I have filled numerous wiping rags with samples if you need some for testing.

Looks like I’m going to be up for working again today, maybe I can get in another 8hr plus day, I need to, behind the power curve on performance. It’s one thing to work from home another thing to do enough work to make working from home a viable recourse.

Now if I could only get the issues with email worked out.  Today I start rattling cages.

See, I’m getting ornery, must be getting better.

Weight today – 198

Blood Pressure – 130-79

Blood Sugar – 148 fasting

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Toiling away at work

Crap, you would think I was supposed to be sick but no, I wanna work so I log in remotely to look at a few things and the next thing I know is I worked through lunch and all the way up to 5. 

Can’t complain, best I’ve felt in a looooooog time and even saying that I don’t fell all that good.  Would not have worked if I was in the office but from home the trash can is still my friend.

Everything is better than yesterday, at least it seems that way.  Earlier I was needing to take a break, and was about to go lay down, when I realized I haven’t posted a blog update today.

Got lots of stuff to wail on and a few pretty big stupid targets but I think I’ll take the nice way out today. 

Got a fair amount of work done which is a miracle because mail is totally hosed up and IT help is a mythical creature. If I am having issues tomorrow I think I’ll put on my righteous hat and go on a crusade.  Woo-Wee Pedro’s on the warpath.

If I feel good tomorrow, I promise to post a little bit earlier.

Weight today – 199

Blood Pressure – 119-78

Blood Sugar – 138 fasting

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FIlmore Revolution, Film at Eleven

Ok, no film but I think there something going on; Pinko red commies, left wing radicals, snot nosed pre-pubescent young  punks, someone is stirring thing up with Filmore. Last night he popped his top not once, but twice.  This morning I am doing laundry.

Amazing how one can go from a somnolent state to wide eyed terror is a split second. Most likely that’s not good for the heart.

It’s a Monday, corporate holiday, so I am sleeping in this morning, no need to get up early.  Typical PC crap, can’t have good Friday off, that would offend non-Christians so we take the Monday after as a spring celebration day.  Can you say CRAP.

See? Proof positive I am getting better, stupid stuff is beginning to get to me again. I know, you can’t fix stupid, not even with duct tape.

Yesterday I did the pot plants, 9 pots of peppers are in first class soil and out doors on the porch. Turns out I bought twice enough soil and stuff, I need to go buy 9 more pots and plant something else, maybe cukes, okra, or tomatoes.  

Thanks to the visitors this weekend, enjoyed the visits and thanks for know short is better than long. Like Melinda figured out pretty fast, yes-no questions were the ones I preferred.

Today the throat is a little bit better, much improved from Friday but still a long ways to go but improving. Voice is still just a croak but getting better.

Weight today – 199.5  . . .

Blood Pressure – didn’t take it, it’s the weekend

Blood Sugar – didn’t take it, it’s the weekend

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Easter Eggs and Bunnies

Ha! The title was a diversion, but at least you were interested enough to read on.  It is Easter, a traditional time for renewal and that is what I am doing, getting renewed. Not wearing my Sunday finest but still in the renewal process.

Every day I search hard for some modicum of improvement, anything to show I am moving in the right direction, everyday I test my voice to see if I can talk louder than a whisperer.

I’m getting there; it’s just taking me a little bit longer than I thought. Tuesday is the one week since the last radiation treatment so I should start to see some improvement, already my neck isn’t as red, no longer looks stir fried or sore, so the insides should stat looking and feeling better soon as well.

Started a new wine kit yesterday and other than that I ether slept or thought about sleeping. Except for lat night, a t night I can’t seem to sleep, wake up gagging and puking every 30-45 minuets so it’s not to pretty.

Easter resolution #1; to go a whole blog with out using the term Gagging or Puke. Starting now. . .

 Not to much on tap for today, a run to Lowes is still in the works, in fact may just do that in the next 30 minutes or so.  As soon as I get the garden out the better I will fill about it. Storms are scheduled for the next 4 days so I might need to leave the pots indoors for a few.

Grass and weeds are greening up nicely, both empress trees are out and blooming but one is doing 100% better than the other, hope there’s no lasting drought damage to them. Roses are blooming big time and I still need to do some trimming.  Looks like a garden day to me.

Weight today – 198  - got to eat more . . .

Blood Pressure – didn’t take it, it’s the weekend

Blood Sugar – didn’t take it, it’s the weekend

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Clean Up on Aisle 6

Rough night last night, I got to seriously cut back on my carousing around and partying.  It started out pretty good, but I finally made it to bed about 11.  I managed to get about 2 hours uninterrupted sleep. Then Filmore had a say in things.

I hate it when FIlmore pops a gasket, it is one big mess. But now I know it’s worse when he does it while you sleep.  That sickening feeling of waking up in a mess of what is really puke sets the stage.  It’s just nasty, and you got to clean it up but then you are afraid to try to go back to sleep.

Most of my gag and pukes are the result of choking on a bunch of mucus, I don’t know if it’s a result of the radiation, or the fact my throat is still so sore I can’t swallow or speak, or maybe just sinus drainage. Doesn’t matter it happens , I gag, I choke, I puke, not much, just enough to burn the hell out of my throat.

So this morning I am doing laundry and putting clean linens on the bed.  With the light of day it’s not as bad as I thought it was last night. In fact that is the most amazing thing, pain and misery is now, as bad as it has been, I can’t really quantify it if it was more than  6 hours ago, I mean I know it was bad but was it really? 

The only thing that really matters is the hear and now, this is how I am doing and this is all I have to contend with. I think I try to get out some today, maybe head up to Lowes and get garden stuff.  This is not going to dictate my life; I will work around the issues

Stay tuned I might even update this during the day. Loyal minion and faithful sidekick are going fishing today so I supposed there will be some fish stories to relate later.

Weight today – 202

Blood Pressure – didn’t take it, it’s the weekend

Blood Sugar – didn’t take it, it’s the weekend

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