When I wrote Anything is Possible it was with two goals in mind. One was to infuriate my husband into action. Score: 0.5. I erroneously made the assumption people would pick up the phone or email him and ask Why did she write that? What’s going on? Or better, Why is your head up … Continue reading No Matter What
I’m at home this morning while Hook waits at the hospital for the case manager to stop by and give the okay for a Tuesday release. Over the weekend, the doctors were able to contain the blood clot by putting in a filter of sorts to prevent the clot from rising further up the body. … Continue reading Anything is Possible
“I haven’t posted a blog in weeks,” I said as he sat down at the kitchen table. “I know.” “I don’t know what to say.” My words lingered in the air waiting for his reply. With a hint of resignation in his voice and as he pushed himself up from the table to stand, he … Continue reading Timing is Everything
It’s a Saturday and I’m laughing to myself because I only have the cat, Gatita, as company. Hook drove to Port Aransas yesterday morning for a long weekend of fishing and to enjoy a time of de-stress before he begins a new round of chemo treatments in another week. I worried that he shouldn’t be … Continue reading Hook the Comedian
The Good Professor Speaks: Well it looks like I’ll begin the final leg of my cancer treatment – back to a six week regime of chemo infusions. That entails chemo once a week for two weeks then a week off (party week!). This treatment is normal after surgery to make sure if any cancer cells … Continue reading A Note From Hook AGAIN
The ABBA songs ended. No more ABBA and no more sugar in the Hook household. Hook is convinced I’m obsessed with sugar and I’m convinced he has selective hearing. At his final appointment with the surgeon last week, Hook mentioned to the doctor that he’d had a glass of wine the other night. The surgeon … Continue reading The Sugar Nazi
I’m listening to ABBA’s Dancing Queen right now because last night, Hook and I watched Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. By the end of the movie, we both wanted to hear more Mama Mia! How many people would be willing to admit that out loud to the world? If you live in Texas and you … Continue reading Sometimes We All Need a Little ABBA
There’s something that’s been bothering me that I’ve been pretending doesn’t bother me and every time it comes up, I get a little more pissed than the last time it came up. It would seem that if I just wrote about it here that this might relieve some of the tension or perhaps help me … Continue reading Who Deserves Cancer?
Exciting might be the wrong adjective. Intense, queasy-filling, thought-vomiting … should I continue? I had no idea the amount of preparation that goes into even the simplest of surgeries let alone the super duper we-are-going-to-cut-you-MEGAWIDE-open ones. I had major surgery 15 years ago, so specialized in nature I still can’t pronounce or spell what it … Continue reading Just How Exciting is Surgery Anyway?
I didn’t miss posting about Thanksgiving in Australia simply because there is no Thanksgiving in Australia at least not in the month of November. Thanksgiving is one of the few U.S. holidays that is unique to Americans and oddly enough not grossly over commercialized. We're too busy giving thanks I guess. Australia's Thanksgiving Australians have … Continue reading The Beginning of Thanks not the End of It
Is it kosher to get excited about a pancreas? We’re not frying it up in a pan or planning to serve it for Thanksgiving or anything, but we are pretty jazzed about Hook’s pancreas right now. (Those are jazz hands on that tumor by the way.) And just so you know how excited, this morning’s … Continue reading Where a Pancreas and Halloween Collide
When I started this blog back in April 2012, my purpose was to share with readers how the Hooks were preparing for a life overseas, what we were doing to get our lives in order, and how incredibly AWESOME this whole experience felt. A few short months into it, the blog morphed into a How … Continue reading The Great Australian Exploration
Hook has gained two pounds. I’ve gained five. Who gains weight during chemo? It’s good news of course because Hook had already lost 10 pounds which was one of the red flags that brought us to the Hooks here and now. But I barely reach 5’4” in height so five pounds on me looks like … Continue reading Gaining Everything But Australia