He's good, but he feels achy, and he's dreading the side effects to come. We've heard so many horror stories of what can happen. But he's realizing that he does have a new tribe. He's sharing tales with the other people in the treatment room as they all sit together getting poison pushed into their veins, comparing hats and coping methods. He's becoming known as Grouping Therapy, because he's been talking about going to the shooting range and imagining his cancer as the target. That goes over well here in Utah.
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Good to hear. I know my dad (in his much less critical situation) is getting a ton out of his own tribe of prostate cancer guys as he goes through radiation.
Connie, it sounds like he is making the best of the situation. Tribes are important.
I am on the flip side of the situation you find yourself in with hubby and his ex. KCD's wife, B, and I get along great. I do my best to let her take the lead in the level of friendship she wants as I don't want to be the pushy ex. When it looked like I didn't have anyone to take me to the surgical center next week, she offered to take a day off of work to take me and wait for me. She still may take the day after off so I'm not home alone while CJ is at school. I'm extremely thankful.
Suzie, I'm glad that B is so comfortable with seeing you as part of the blended family.
Connie, yeah... no. (About the ex. not about the shooting the hell out of the cancer)
Thank goodness for Excedrin. I woke up with a headache that felt like there was an entry wound on my forehead and an exit wound on the back of my neck. Given the way I have stopped feeling for the hole on my forehead, I live in hope that the exit wound is going to go away soon too.
Adriamycin, aka the red devil chemo. Been there, done that. It's hell on the heart, though. (My heart seems to be fine.)
Well, your heart was superior to begin with.
Well, your heart was superior to begin with.
Perfect. Wish I'd thought of that.
Onerous achievement unlocked: Called my mother.
Excedrin: 2 Holes in my head: 0
One person called back. yay
I think I just traumatized a phlebotomist intern.
Connie, I'm glad your DH has found people to talk to.
What did you do to the poor blood sucker?
I didn't do anything. My veins however were a bitch to her. Her supervisor's supervisor was eventually called over to get the job done. I did nicely warn her that she probably didn't want to learn on me.