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
Pancreatic Cancer
Anything is Possible
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
Hook the Comedian
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
A Note From Hook AGAIN
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 Sugar Nazi
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
From Room 232
The frustration with hospitals is that they are in the business of treating patients instead of people and those closest to the front lines, nurses and technicians, get caught in the political middle ... but the body that pays is the one strapped to a bed completely dependent upon those around him. FRIDAY late afternoon: … Continue reading From Room 232
Ice Chips as an Entree
I guess when you’ve had part of your stomach removed, then eating falls down the list of priorities in the healing process. Oh, Hook receives basic nutrients from one of the half dozen tubes going into his body so no worries that they’re starving him to death, but those tubes tangle with the other half … Continue reading Ice Chips as an Entree
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