Monday, July 07, 2008

• It's a good thing . . .

  . . . you guys don't have to read this when you see it.  I know it's terribly boring and repetitious, but the whole point of blogs is for individuals to express themselves and how they are feeling.  No one has to actually read it.

  This is day 11 after my final chemo.  I am waiting very anxiously, as you well know, to be somewhat normal.  I would like to be able to not dread going to the bathroom, because of the possibility of falling.  Contributing factors (side effects of chemo) to falling and breaking, among other things (God forbid), your teeth:

  a.  orthostatic hypotension,

  b.  neuropathy in my feet and legs, and

  c.  vasovagal syncope.  

  You medical people know what those are, but I won't bore you if you don't.

  Heidi's taking me to two doctors' appointments in between her Light the Night bake sale at Fairlawn Plaza (and Nikki's 25th birthday!!!)--an endocrinologist at 11:15, and the neurologist at 2:45.  She'll be by in a little bit--thank God she got me a wheelchair!

  Didn't wanna read yesterday--just laid around like a lump, trying to sleep as much as possible.  Partially successful. 

  Kathy had to go home yesterday--she does a really good job, but some people resent the fact that she gets them out of their comfort level.  May not be fun all the time, but we all need to be shaken out of our ruts once in a while.

  Well, better get dressed.

  Love,

  Mary Dodson, the mess

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