We've had three days of solid rain, and I had five days of radiation. Each has side effects, and right now, the rain is the big pain in the patootie, if you'll pardon my slang.
Because of the constant Ike-induced rain, after ten years here, we have a new leak in our basement. It's right in the spot where, ELEVEN years ago, my husband kicked the basement wall and half of it fell out, and he said "This is going to be a problem." Then they swore up one side and down the other that they fixed it. While it's great to finally be vindicated, it's NOT great to have a wet carpet and fear of losing a wall. He's down there making sweary noises and stuff right now.
Radiation is sort of anti-climatic when you've had fourteen months of chemo. I sorta thought there'd be laser beams and lights, and it would be at least as cool as a Neil Diamond concert, but no...it's like getting a bunch of x-rays, over and over, on the same spot. I was told to go on a blander diet, and be careful what I eat because my tumor is so close to the colon and intestine that there could be problems. Here are the side effects I was told to expect:
- Fatigue
- Burnt skin (like a sunburn)
- Nausea
- Vomiting
- Diarrhea
- Bowel obstruction
Those are the biggies. I had 3 Friday night, 1 continuously, and 5 Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Isn't that a clever way to be ahem less gross? So today I made a chicken and rice casserole, a pan of homemade macaroni and cheese, and a seafood alfredo thingy with SCALLOPS. The scallopy one is for dinner, the rest are to tide us thru the week when I get home and am too tired to do anything but put my nightgown over my head and hope gravity makes it fall the rest of the way down. Apparently Sundays are going to be good days for me - at least I hope so!
So that's the latest. A personal shout out to the very cryptic Risha, who owes me an email at least, and the MIA Emjay. Come out, come out, wherever you are! Love you both!!
Thanks to the ever vigilant readers and prayer partners I have out there...you guys rock.