Yeah, I know -- we're not writing much. There's not a heckuva lot to write about, though. dp's days consist mostly of tv, knitting, and Games magazine puzzles, punctuated by eating, sleeping, and escorted trips to the bathroom. Three days a week, there's physical therapy, and Dede's here for massage two days a week. dp continues to make progress, but she's still weak, tired, and unsteady.
We went to see Dr. C for a follow-up this morning. He's fairly satisfied with the progress -- he says that dp looks better on paper than in person. Her various blood counts are all pretty much where they are supposed to be, and he cut the steroids down again today, with the target of stopping altogether in a week.
We took a bunch of pictures of dp's chemo caps -- I'll try and get something to show off together soon, but I don't think you want me to put this post off until I do that...
We put off the gyn-onc follow-up schedule for last week. As you may recall, the doctor there had said that he saw nothing in the ultrasound, and the follow-up was really just a precaution. Given that, both Drs. A and C agreed that we could probably put that one off until the weather is better and dp is stronger. Next Thursday, there's a brain MRI, so we'll see if anything has escaped the surgery and radiation. Barring any bad news there, Dr. C has tentatively scheduled a follow-up for the end of February.
We had a two-day break from winter -- Monday, it hit 50, I think. By this morning, though, it was 10 below. Still, January is almost over, and I'm looking forward to warmer weather already.
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I'm doing my part by bringing over bottles of really good scotch to share with Kevin. All for him, of course, not thinking of myself at all.
In unrelated news (but something that K and D can respond "at least THAT's not happening to us!" to, our dog Tye encountered his first skunk last night about 9:30 p.m. and came stumbling into the house carrying a toxic reek that is almost indescribable. It was so strong it blew out my olfactory capacity for a while. Thankfully. After two fruitless showers with tomato sauce and a trashed bathroom, I logged on and discoverd that Hydrogen peroxide, baking soda and detergent work, and tomato sauce doesn't. Now Tye smells okay again.
Robyn went to yoga this morning in the clothes she had hanging on the inside of the bathroom door and had to cut the session short when a friend asked "what's that smell?"
Apparently the oil rubs off!
K & D, it's good to here from you even if it's only the mundane stuff.
By the way, I gave the turquoise chemo hat I had to my friend Kris and she loves it. She said it's perfect because it keeps her head warm without sweating. There may be a market out there, huh?
Poor Tye. When you said tomato sauce I thought Oh, no! Vinegar works well, too. Expect to noticed a much fainter odor every time he gets wet for the next few months.
nice to hear from you,mom always thought tomatoe works but an old vet says
try scope we are in the deep freeze too but florida does not sound much better
Hey Dad, you worked your way to the Post a Comment section again! I'm glad to see you are better able to follow the story.xxoo Katie
Thanks, Old Vet. I saw the mouthwash recommendation too and wondered about it. I assum you meant for the dog, and not my breath!
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