Oh, good for Harvey!

sj, I'm so sorry.

Tomorrow I take Hubby to the hospital and turn him over to them for at least a month. His treatment is working stellarly, the PET scans are coming back clean even now. This is to put the nail in the cancer's coffin.

But do not want. I've walked away from him in hospitals dozens of times. I've been separated from him for longer times. But I do not want. I wonder if he's going to sleep at all tonight.

Peaceful, loving, restful vibes for you and hubby, Connie.

Smonster, lots of good vibes for Kara, too.

I'm glad the treatments are working, Connie. And I hope the time he's in the hospital goes more quickly and effectively than you expect.

So very sorry for you and TCG, sj. I can't even imagine.

I took today as a sick day, because I have about three months sick leave that I'll never use and I felt depressed about the whole lay-off thing. At least at home I don't have to be professionally pleasant to the cat.

I know two weeks is basically nothing, in job hunt terms. But I wish I could peak into the HR managers' heads to see if they've looked at my applications and, if so, what they think of them. Am I awesome? Do I stand out from the other 600 applications they have? Are they inclined to call me in for an interview? I bought a new interview jacket, people. Don't let it go to waste.

Calli, that sounds entirely appropriate to me.

~ma for sj and TCG.

WS, that's great about Harvey!

Connie, I'm glad that Hubby's scans are clear, and I hope this treatment does what it's supposed to.

So I took him up today. His room is very nice, kind of like I think a cruise ship cabin would look, with more medical tech. Stunning view across the valley, I'll put pictures up later.

But so isolated. He can't keep the door open because of air pressure, and the window in the door is maybe 18 inches square with a Venetian blind in it. Hubby's a social person, he'll hate in there. We warned the nurses that he'll be out visiting a lot.

The social worker came by, said, "Now, how are you going to work the 24-hour care he'll need for the 100 days after he's released?" The what the hell now? No one's said we'd need that! We were told we wouldn't because of him being a self-donor! Social worker looked solemn, "No, transplants are very delicate, if he runs into any trouble at all, you'll need to bring him up here if he gets a fever or anything. Have you looked at Family Leave?" Apparently I snarled noticeably, and social worker admitted he may not have the correct information and that he'd check with the person who had actually talked to us before.

An hour later, he comes back and says "Oh, you were right, you may only need a week or two of close care for him."

People! Don't just read from a script! At least pretend you've looked at the details of a patient before going in to tell him grim news! And while we're at it, pharmacist, why the hell did we go over his drug list with another pharmacist, who said she was authorized to declare a final and correct list, when you're going to come in and say "There are discrepancies between your various lists." Of course there are, eight different people have taken different lsits!

In any case, I had to leave in order to avoide Friday night rush hour traffic. So Hubby called about an hour ago to tell me the directory of the Huntsman himself came in to apologize to me for the crossed wires. I do not mind coming across as someone to be apologized to.

Also, since Hubby has tolerated all the drugs and treatments so well so far, they're thinking they can have him back home in three weeks, if all goes well. And probably three days of close watch before we can let him go on his merry way of "I don't feel well, I guess I'll drive myself to the hospital."

The cat's glaring at me, sending "Where's my Daddy?" vibes. I'm more worried about how the cat is going to cope.

Connie, I hope that this will be the only miscommunication during your Hubby's stay.

Oh Connie, I am sorry about the hospital info whammie. I swear, I know they mean well, but that's always how info comes in the hospital. Whammie, double check, back track.