Not a Lot to Say
I’m not feeling very well this week. I slept almost all day yesterday, in between the cleaning ladies’ arrival waking me up in the morning and then leaving two hours later. I got a hair cut last night so that makes me feel pretty.
I have pain in my tumor this week. I think it’s related to the Xeloda pills and I also think it means that they’re WORKING.
Still no word from Dr. DoomAndGloom or his nurse regarding the CAT scan results. I really don’t care though because Honey picked up a copy of the report and a CD of the actual images while we were at the hospital on Friday for CAKE. The report basically says no change in size, density or anything. The good news is it doesn’t say it appears to have spread anywhere else in the vacinity. The bad news is it doesn’t corroborate with Dr. Kane’s assessment that it’s less dense than before. Oh well. I’m not really anxious to hear from Dr. DoomAndGloom anyway because I’m sure all he’ll tell me is bad news and a bunch of crap I don’t want or need to hear. When Dr. Kane tells me it’s time to start thinking about doing another chemo embolization, then I’ll seek out his opinion and get signed up on his list…or maybe, better yet, ask for a different surgeon to do it since I was so disappointed with him. Hmmm. Something to think about.
Still nursing two sick but slowly improving puppy dogs here. We’re all just resting and taking it easy. I’m giving Honey the week off from CAKE this week and just got Sister to agree to go with me on Friday. It only lasts about 4 hours lately (barring any white blood cell complications, of course) so as long as she brings a good book or some magazines to entertain her while I take a wee nap, we’ll make it a good time when I’m awake.
What is the attraction of boxes and baskets to cats? I bought a new large-ish basket that’s lined with canvas for us to collect and haul things up and down the stairs when we straighten the house. I brought it down and emptied it this morning around 9 and ever since then, Merlyn has taken claim to it. He’s either been sitting, lying, bathing himself, or napping in it for hours now! He loves it! As long as he doesn’t pee in it, I might need to let him have it as his very own. Good for him, the little Man Cat!






