Whew! My first chemo-immuno-therapy treatment is over, done and dusted, in the history books. It was everything I expected and not at all what I expected, all at the same time. Dr. S, my oncologist, and my Michele, my nurse are simply wonderful. Dr. S filled me on the drugs and how they worked and what the side effects would be. She went over the results of the FISH test, which revealed that I have... Read more →
I turned the corner on another year on Thursday and crossed over to 66. I am now eligible for full Social Security benefits! Of course, it's not enough to live on, so I continue to work on. If I make to 70 I'll collect more money. There's a goal for ya! Today is Joe's birthday - he's 65. Yes - a year and three days younger. He's ready to sign up for Medicare, but as... Read more →
I've been seeing "sponsored posts" on my Facebook feed from Dia & Co. - an apparel subscription service for women of a certain size. I took a look at the ads and wandered on over to the website, and it looked appealing. I eventually decided, "Aw, what the hell," and filled out their style survey. However, being the suspicious sort, I asked my Facebook tribe if anyone had tried it and, if so, how they... Read more →
How about the Saturday 9 to lighten the mood? Saturday 9: Piano (2013) by Ariana Grande Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it here. 1) As she sings, Ariana muses about the songs she could compose on her piano. Do you play the piano? Well, I took lessons for five years, from fourth grade through ninth grade, but - to be honest - I cannot play worth a damn anymore. Well, maybe Chopsticks. 2) She... Read more →
So. I start chemo-immuno-therapy for my Small Lymphocytic Lymphoma (SLL) on January 30 and 31. If we're friends on Facebook, you may know this already. I didn't make this decision lightly, like "Oh boy! This might be fun to try!" No, I read a lot. I thought a lot. I asked a lot of other people what they thought about it. And it basically comes down to Yes, I Should Do This. My most recent... Read more →
Tomorrow I must go back to work after a little more than a week off. I don't wannnnnah. I do not! Alas, if I want to get paid, I guess I'll have to gird my grid and get my act together. I've reactivated my alarm. Joe went out and started Chicolini; he deserves a medal for doing this. It almost didn't start, thanks to the frigid weather, but Joe insisted. He ran the car for... Read more →