My experience has been that all chemo leads to mood swings and grumpiness.

One of the worst things about this round was seeing everyone else on the oncology floor and seeing how badly they looked. Hubby pointed out that this was where the people came who were running out of options and that he was told that a lot of the way a person handled it was in their attitude. He's going down clawing, so he's much better off than they are. I have to keep reminding myself that i'm married to a mutant Viking with cat super powers, not one of the poor waiflike people who are struggling and that I don't think his body structure will let him be waiflike. Then again, if he falters, we'll probably be dealing with his zombie mother back from the grave to kick him in the butt.

Yes, I married into a family of people raised by wolves. My brother-in-law's wife and I have shared many a sympathetic head shake.

Connie, it sounds like your DH has a wonderful attitude. I hope the side effects from this round are as minimal as possible.

I just broke the glass top of our stove, and the part is discontinued. bangs head on countertop

No! Don't bang your head on the countertop. Either or both could break. So sorry, I am usually the break stuff person.

Best possible reactions to the latest round of hubby chemo. May the good it does way the hell outweigh the bad.

Woo-hoo, Aimee!

Connie, continuing ~ma to you and your hubby.

They made him fill out an advanced directive, which should have been done a long time ago. I have the final say, no other instructions given. That's a hell of a thing.

Yay Aimee!

Continuing ma, Connie.

I'm on the free wifi at the Detroit airport. Kind of bored. The Detroit airport, by the way, is oddly vegan-friendly. It's much easier to find vegan stuff here than at any of the NYC airports.

I just submitted an application to be a dog foster. Not sure why on earth I'm even considering this, given everything else in my life right now, but...

Given the right circumstances, I think Cagney would love having a companion. I'm not 100% certain I have the energy for it.

Recently, a foster org solicited me to train their adopters for free. I can't really do that right now.

Beside my energy worry, I'm concerned about the carpeting.

But other than that, I think we'd do a good job.

Oh, urk. A quasi-relative of mine(Divorce would make him, what, my step-cousin?) sweet guy over all, has posted a photo of himself and gf in sunglasses with the caption "love is blind" to yuks all round, but not the kind of Yucks I'd like to use. But I don't really want to be the unfun advocate that shows up now and then to shame some poor bastard who called something "lame" or "crazy" in a status update. But I wouldn't hesitate to smack him about being in blackface and I'm closer to being blind than being black.(Ftr, I don't really believe he would do that, but then who would think a grown man would find "Dig me, I'm blind," funny either.) But sometimes, I just think I can't wade in one more time...I wish Schoolhouse Rock could make an ableism video and I can just issue the link and not have to say shit.

Dude, erika, that is seriously uncool. WTF, people.