Thursday May 3rd

I had my doctor's appointment today to tell me all about what they are going to do to me.  Boy is this the beginning of a wild roller coaster!

First of all I came with my list to make sure that I asked all the right questions.

Besides finding out that the cancer is back I still had questions from all the medical mysteries from before.  Like for instance my Thyroid.  At my last appointment he had the nurse draw some bloods to do some labs.  So I asked how those turned out.    Crickets.... Uh nothing is there.  Apparently they didn't send anything over.  Don't know why.  So this is when the whole appointment goes kind of weird.  I'll be honest I still don't think I have any labs being sent over for my Thyroid.  I will keep that one unchecked. ???

How about my Liver?  It is on the fritz.  I am sure more "chemo" is going to make that feel real good!

I should have written all this down that night but I was so frustrated. Chemo brain is making it hard to remember the details.  Between the appointment on Thursday and what happens on Friday it is all a blur.

Back to this appointment:

Next question. Will I loose my hair?  NO.  Thank goodness. That was easy!

Next:  I am nauseated and dizzy.  That's weird.  This may be from the surgery I just had...right!?

Next:  What are we doing? And for how long?   How long...3-4 months.

What are we doing?  I was told that I would be getting the pill Imbruvica, and I told him that the Biologics Pharmacy had called. Those would be arriving at work that day.  They were over-nighted and had to be signed for.  So work it is.

He asked if I had a port.  I said no.  NO... I DON'T HAVE A PORT!  WHY WOULD I NEED A PORT!!!

So I am NOT just taking two pills.  He explained that the pillzzzzz... plural... he was talking about was the Imbruvica.  Sometimes it comes as multiple pills. In this case it is all in one dose.  So I AM having to do the Retuxin at the infusion lab!!!! Aghhh!   Booo!  Hisssss!   Whine!!!!! Grrrrr!!!!  On the floor rolling around throwing a fit.  (Just kidding that is only happening in my head.)

He then leaves the room (probably 'cause I'm loosing it) to see if Jody the scheduler was there.  We have to start making appointments.  Don't start the Imbruvica cause that causes weird bleeding and then you can't do your surgery to place the port again.  We need to do a bone marrow biopsy.  (Which I was hoping they would have set up for THAT appointment but they didn't.) WHERE IS JODY!   Oh and we want to do a lumbar puncture cause that sounds fun! What... what!  Slow down I can't write that fast.  (Oh...hey...I wrote stuff down I should go get my notebook.)

What is happening!

We finally find Jody and I get set up for the Bone Marrow the next morning at 8am.  Yikes!

I go to work.  I was planning on taking that day off thinking that I would have just had my biopsy but I didn't so off I went.  Good thing I did because friend at works Grandpa passed away and he wasn't there.  That was really sad because his Grandpa lived with his family since he was 3 years old so it was a rough blow.

Now the rest of the day was super stressful.  I am so glad I have chemo brain and can't remember the details, but it was one of THOSE days.  Were everything that happens you yell REALLY! in your head, because it is ridiculously ironic that that much crazy shiz can happen in one day.  We will forgo the details.

Oh...I might mention.  When the pharmacy called to go over things with me they asked 3 questions.

Are you taking any other medications?   No.
Do you have any other issues that are being treated?  No
On a scale of 1-10 what is your stress level?    I just chuckled.  I'm a single mom, working full time at a CRAZY job and I just found out my cancer is back.  Six.... I just told her six.   I guess stress is a bad thing for this drug.

I might need to put myself in time out from time to time. 

Friday May 4th -  MAY THE FOURTH BE WITH YOU!

It ends up being a funny day because of the Star Wars phrase.

I am always excited to wear my Star Wars shirt on May 4th.  That's it.  I do get reverential nods when people see it.  It's cool because it isn't obviously nerdy.  So it gets a second glance.  Wait.... was that Star Wars!  Mmm Hmm!





So I go to my appointment and hop up on the table and face plant it into the pillow.  The nurse has everything set up.  Petri dishes, microscope slides, testa tubs, aspiration needles, bone saw {just seeing if you're paying attention} etc, etc.

The doctor comes in and he is filling in some paper work.  "Man they changed the forms again.  I just got used to the old ones.  I knew where everything was that I have to check things off."   I tell him it really stinks because then you have to read everything again.

Let's go off on a tangent:  My Doctor is from Latvia.  I am not sure how well versed he is in American sarcasm.  I am not well versed in his reverse sarcasm.  Did I offend him with my comments or can I not decipher the sarcasm in is responses?

Yesterday I was telling him about my other bone marrow biopsies, because he wanted to know how they went.  I told him the first one didn't go well.  He made me stand up and he felt my hips where they do the aspiration.  He was nervous about what size needle to use and if they even had one.  I told him that my bones a really dense.  First time they had to go get Peter.  "Who is Peter"  Oh....at LDS hospital. 

Tangent to the tangent: It has been really interesting as I am doing this again that I really didn't get the full presentation before I started things last time. I will go over that in detail later.   I really was kind of this odd duck being tossed around.  Who did I belong to??  When I went in to get my PET scans they were puzzled about who I was.  "Oh...you did your treatments at LDS?"

Back to Tangent ONE:

Who is Peter...?  When I was getting the first BMB the nurses could NOT get into my bone.  "Are your bones made of steel!" So I told that to Dr. S only I said, "they asked if my bones were made of frickin' steel"!   He just says, "well I hope they didn't say it like that".  Just in a flat tone in his latvian accent.  Didn't know if he was being serious or sarcastic.  I may never know.  LOL!

Tangent Three:  Dr asks about my other BMB's.  This comes into play later as well.  First time they have to go get Peter to put some "man" strength into it.  (By the way there were two student nurses there and one of them almost passed out.  They really have to lean into it and dig around.)  The second time I told him I was clotting fast and the numbing agent was wearing off.  So they said if I stop now I will have to start over and re-drill.  I told them to just do it.  I will do lamaz or something and just breathe through it. Every time they sucked the plunger to aspirate the marrow there was terrible pain.  THEY HAVE TO GET LIKE 10 slides, 1 petri dish and 3 VIALS OF THAT STUFF!!!!  I was sweating by the time they were done that second time.

Okay back to the appointment.

I've possibly offended the Doctor by telling him he may have to actually read the paper work!   This is the guy that is about to hammer an 8" needle into my bone.  I may want to be careful from here on out.

Nope.   He then asks the nurse what day it is.  He says I think it is May 5.  I say, "Nope...it's May 4th.  Why do I know this?  Because I'm a nerd and it is Star Wars day.  May the FORTH be with you.  Get it"?   Doctor says,  "what?"  Nurse goes off on how her soon to be daughter in law is a big Star Wars fan and would love if she texted her that phrase.  So we talk for a bit about Star Wars while the Doctor is getting geared up.

I get numbed up.  That hurts.
I get stabbed. That hurts and I almost puke. (Remember I've been nauseous because of the surgery)
It takes a minute to get all the marrow out because again I am clotting.
He then does the part were he really has to dig around and get a chunk of my bone.  AGHH!

Yes you can feel it.  Not like going to the dentist were you are numb but you can still feel them moving around in your mouth.

THIS HURTS!  Just breathe!!!!  They can't numb your bone.  They only numb the nerves and tissue surrounding the bone.

Okay so it's done.  He asks how it went.  I said, "it hurt".  Doctor, "Well I hate Start Wars!"

What did I say?  It must be a doctor thing.  Maybe there is a competition to see who can make a BMB not hurt?  I don't know!?  Apparently I hurt his feelings.  LOL!

All is well.  He has two more bone marrow biopsies to do so he takes off. He gives me a hug like he normally does so he can't be too mad!  Hopefully no one else mentions Star Wars.

I get some other blood work taken and then I have an education session with Julie the RN.

This is were I get back to the second tangent.  She educated me on EVERYTHING I needed to know about what was happening.  Every side effect.  Every drug that Dr. S has scheduled to counter said side effects.  How to treat secondary discomfort and EVERYTHING! 

There was sooooo much stuff I found out about AFTER I was done with chemo the last time that no one ever told me about.  Here they did education. 

I love the Loveland Clinic but there are almost too many people involved.  Each person there is great, but it comes down to the too many cooks in the kitchen thing that I feel led to some things falling through the cracks.

I am glad that I get to have a little more personal focus this time.

ALSO I found out that I CAN go to the emergency room here and they are GREAT with cancer patients.  LDS made it sound like I was risking my life going home in between treatments last time because the neanderthals up in Logan would kill me before they figured out what was going on.  Julie told me IF I was to ever have to go to the ER that they have Oncologists on call 24 hours a day.  All of whom are connected to the Intermountain network.  The first thing I should tell them is that I am getting treated by Dr S and have they contacted the Oncologist on call.  Done.  Geez!

I got a SWAG bag full of goodies and a list of questions about what I have to do next week.

The rest of the day I field a billion phone calls from the various hospitals and pharmacies setting up appointments and drugs for the next couple of months.

At this point I have not updated any of the Facebook groups.  So I called Debbie.  I wasn't in the mood to type it all out yet.  I told her straight up I would have to hang up on her if I got a call because I was expecting all those phone calls to make appointments.

We only had to hang up about 4 times.  LOL!

Here is the low down:

Monday:  8:20 am      McKay-Dee Hospital for Lumbar Puncture
                1:30 am      LDS Hospital to do the things.  Paperwork??? Labs????                                                      3:30 am      Meet with Dr. Gouw and go over Stem Cell Transpland or other newer options                                     to keep me in remission.   {Dr. S already told me what they are but they will                                                                                       give me the finer details}

Wednesday:  9:40 am  Consult with the Surgeon about port placement.

[Commence Rant]   I got the call to schedule my consultation on Thursday.  {If you recall this was not a good day for me} When she said it was just a consultation for the surgeon to go over my records and explain the surgery I told her I have already had this surgery.  This is my second port placement.  Also if he has questions wouldn't he "consult" with my doctor?   Every other surgery I have had the surgeon quickly tells YOU what they are about to do and then they just do it.  I was just ready to get this stuff going.  She tells me he won't even schedule it until the day of the consultation.  At that point I was ticked.  I have to delay my first treatment because I have to "chit chat with the surgeon first"!.  Yes that is what I said. Not my proudest moment.  

"Fine I will be there at 9:40 on Wednesday to CHIT CHAT with the surgeon.  What a waste of time and money"!

So I hung up the phone and call Dr. S's office.  What the heck!  They said that is what they do if you haven't had that surgery before.  "Did you tell them you had one before?"  Uh...yes!  And I told her all the horrible things I just said to the girl setting the appointment.  In that moment I realize that this time around I am just going to be more angry and inpatient.  The nurse on the phone understood and said that she would talk to Dr. S. I told her she could tell me to cool my jets and chill out at any point.  I have given myself a talking to and I won't lash out like that again.

Don't worry! Now I am told that I will be doing the first treatment through a standard IV.  Then I will get the port put in and THEN I will start taking the Imbruvica pill so I don't bleed to death.   Glad that is all straightened out.


Thursday:  10:00 am  -  I will start my first Retuxan treatment.  SEVEN glorious hours in the                                                     infusion lab! Can't wait!

TBD: Surgery for Port Placement - Still to be determined.  Chit Chat first. {Still bitter}

Abby will be spending the night with Aunt Heidi and Uncle Don.  Thank you!  She is at the same school as Nick and Noah so they can all get to school and come home together.

Debbie is going with me to transport me.  I am super glad all the "appointments south of Logan are on one day.  I don't know how a lumbar puncture is going to feel.  Not sure it was a great idea to do that first, but there you have it!


Well it is time for me to get the CINCO DE MAYO dinner started.  So off I go!

Chit Chat

There and Back Again

A Cancer Tale

by Amy Cameron

Am I allowed to steal lines from Tolkien?  

or maybe.....

Cancer

the Desolation of Mantle Cell Non-Hodgkin's Lymphoma

nah...too wordy.  I like the first one better.

Anyways....   It's back!!!!

Story time!

I guess I can recap a little of my post chemo and stem cell experience up to this point.  

February, March and April 2017

I couldn't move after about noon each day.  Like physically... I couldn't move.  I was running on batteries that couldn't physically recharge.  My blood cells just couldn't do it.  This was normal and to be expected.  I went to work for the morning and then came home and passed out.  I couldn't eat.  My appetite was still suppressed. So seriously NO ENERGY.  I was still getting really bad and scary debilitating pains as well that would come and go. Boo! That is what was physically going on.  

Mentally I was depressed, confused and frustrated.  I cried a lot.  Often for no reason.  I was illogical in my thought processes.  I kind of just survived day to day.  I'm glad Abby is still here.  I'm not sure how.  I must have fed her enough.  That's a plus.  I am actually super surprised I made it through that part of the whole cancer process.  It was no good it was way worse than going through any of the chemo part of things.   I should have written more down it's all getting pretty vague at this point.  Chemo brain is real.  It was hard to function. 

Summer 2017

 I started my post chemo follow up schedule.  I hadn't heard from Dr. S and when I called to set up my follow up visit the office was a little strange.  Since I was juggled around in the beginning I wasn't really an established patient with Dr. S and the staff didn't quite know what to do with me.  Unfortunately right at this time I had gotten really sick and couldn't breath.  I called them because everything relates back to the cancer.  If I went back to my primary care and told them I wasn't doing they would freak out and call the oncologist anyways so they don't mess up.  Dr. S was out of town that week and they just told me to call LDS.  So long story short I ended up having my first follow up treatment with LDS hosptial Loveland Clinic instead of Dr. S.  Dr Ostranoff called down while I was there and made sure that Dr. S was on board with taking on my follow up care and all was well after that.  It wasn't really him it was his staff getting confused.  Oh well. 

Still feeling sluggish at this point, but not completely drained in the afternoon.  That is progress.  Appetite is getting better.  Brain function is improving, but still feel slow as snot!  I'm no longer completely depressed and my reasoning has come back.  Even looking back a year I was not right in the head.  

I spent a lot more time this summer going places with Abby.  One nice thing about surviving cancer is the I couldn't give a crap about anything attitude.  We went to the pool several times and I could care less that I'm a chubby lady with no hair.  I'm taking my kid to the pool and you can kiss my tiny hiny.  

We went on hikes and went and visited different lakes and streams that I never took the time to go see since we've been here.  It was good.  I think Abby felt like I was dragging her all over kingdom come.  Just a few years earlier and she would have been all over our adventures.  Now she is a pre-teen and disgruntled by everything.  LOL!

October 2017

My appetite is back in full swing.  In fact it has gone too far.  I gained all the weight I lost during cancer plus some.  I mention this to my Dr. at my October appointment.  He just said, "why do you think that is...hmmm?" In his Latvian accent.  I am concerned because I am not the typical cancer patient who starts to loose weight as a sign of problems.  I am a weight gainer.  Having a ravenous appetite plus being complete devoid of any muscle and energy is not a good combo. 

Plus my kidney's aren't happy.  Still my energy levels are getting better just not to what they were before.  At this point I don't even know if that is possible.  

Dec 2017

At my December appointment I find out that my Kidney's are fine but I have elevated liver levels.  Say that ten times fast!  He said there wasn't anything on the scans from October so in March when we do scans again we will see what is going on with the Liver.  At this point.  We only do scans every 6 months.  So every other appointment. 

March 2018

I finally get CT scans in my abdominal region prior to my next appointment and sure enough I get a call the next day from the nurse.  "You have fatty liver".  Diet and exercise.  Man....if I knew how to be skinny I wouldn't have been a chubby girl my whole life. 

I am still not feeling great.  Can't say at this point that surviving cancer is as amazing as they say. Don't get me wrong.  I'm grateful to be alive, but come on.  It was no new lease on life.  I don't feel any better that I did before so I'm just kind of existing in that regard.  

When I finally go to my appointment I have a new concern besides just being fat.  I am getting my headaches again.  One day during a nasty migraine I was rubbing my temples and noticed a huge goose egg on my temple.  What the heck!  I didn't hit my head.   I mentioned this to the Dr and he felt that since I was concerned we should get a CT scan done on my skull.  That got scheduled and this time Dr. S called the next morning and said that it isn't looking good and that Dr. Wood's office will be calling me.

THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME!  I started freaking out at work.  Not so much because of what it might be, but it was total de javu and that was weirding me out!

So just like last time Dr. Wood's office squeezes me in.  He looks at the scans and says, blah blah blah.    I will fill in the gaps from here down later.

It is now later:  

Funny Dr Woods

At his office they have several computers outside of the exam rooms where they look at scans.

Remember the first scans from before wouldn't pull up so I just got some really crude drawings by Dr. Woods.

This time the beautiful scan of my noggin pulled up.  He started looking at all the parts of the skull, zooming in and out.  "oh...look at these sinuses....this scan is REALLY clear.  Oooo and look at that....this will be on the test!"  At that point I finally realize the guy following us around is a "student".  In my mind I didn't think there would be a test.  I turned around to the student and asked if he wanted to get closer to the screen.  I don't want him missing anything on the test.  Ha Ha!

After a bit, in my mind, I was like can we get to the problem at hand.  Where is the creature in my head that needs to come out.  He finally zooms in on it and sure enough sitting right above my left temple is a nice almond sized growth.  It hasn't eroded the skull which was a good thing.  Don't want it getting into my brain!  So it needs to come out.  So I get scheduled for surgery and just like last time.....they are squeezing me in!  {Shall we count how many times that happens.}

Surgery : 5 hour wait for 30 minute surgery

Nothing really happens at the surgery except for the wait time.  Same day surgery is jam packed on any given day so having an ADD ON just take longer.  I can't complain....they are squeezing me in!

I really was there waiting for 5 hours for a 30 minute surgery.

He ended up taking the whole thing out along with the muscle it was attached to.  Post op he came by to tell me what he did and then he stopped mid-sentence and started laughing.  My mess of curly hair was sticking up out of the bandage like a mushroom cap or a chefs hat.  He really is the funniest guy.

Debbie came down and was there to help with Abby and get her to and from school.  She is also the Amy-sitter for 24 hours post surgery.  Cindy gets to wait with me for the whole duration. She's always a champ!

The mass gets sent out to pathology and I get a call later saying that it has markers for lymphoma. I need to get PET scans to see where else in my system this has gone. 

PET SCANS -   I show up to the Huntsman here in Logan and it is under major renovation.  I get to take more witches brew to light up any cancer cells.  Ground shaking.  45 minutes in the tube.  

I was told that they had ordered scans from the top of my head to my thighs so I would be in the tube for a while.  The scanner gets taken all over the place so it is a mobile unit outside.

Notice the machinery right next to the unit.  The ground was shaking so bad.  The team was assured that the vibrations do not cause problems with the machine.  I had to sit still but the machine doesn't!?  LOL  When they got me in the tube they said that DR. S just ordered a head to toe scan so just kidding I will be in there even longer.  I was in the tube 45 minutes.  Two thirds of the way through I had to get out and go in feet first.  The table isn't long enough to do head to toe in one scan.
Good thing I am not claustrophobic!

Later I get a call from Cindy Nordling my LDS Loveland Coordinator.   They are super bummed that I am coming back.  She was shocked by my cheeriness.  I don't know if most people go into total shock and get all down in the dumps.  That would be total normal right.  Why do I just roll with the punches.  She even said, it is okay for you to be sad.  We were commenting on how positive you were during your treatments before.  Maybe I should break down into hysterics for them.  I don't do sad.  I do mad and happy.  That's just me!

Up To This Point

Catching Up!

I have to do a bunch to catch the blog up.  I am trying to use this as a journal so I can print it into a book later.  I have done all my updates via the Support Page on Facebook. :/

Chemo 2 

Wednesday August 10th

It definitely went quicker this time because I didn't have a ton of testing to do before hand.  Erin got me to the hospital and as soon as we hit the wing it reeked of urine.  Aghhh! I don't do well with smells. Ew!  Even the nurses that take us up apologize about the smell.  As someone who has worked in the flooring industry maybe they should try cleaning the bathroom grout and having it sealed! YUCK!!!!!

I can't say that my hospital stays are bad in any sort of way except for the stench when I get there.  I must eventually become immune to it because I can't smell it after a while.  Until I get home and everything in my suitcase smells like hospital.

Hospital food isn't too bad either except just thinking about it makes me nauseous.  {Just writing this makes me nauseous}  The first time I was in the hospital and I had to order food I was already nauseous from a migraine.  I think that triggered a reaction in my brain that food and hospital equals puke.  The hospital cafeteria always calls me because it must flag in their system what rooms haven't ordered anything.  I just can't bring myself to do it, just looking at the menu causes problems.  Let's stop talking about that shall we.

Thursday August 11th

MOVING DAY.  While I am at the hospital Erin, Eric, Heather, Debbie, Brad, Devin, Beth, Brian and Natalie get me all moved out of my apartment.  So grateful to them for being willing to do that.  I personally hate moving.  I have helped pack and move many others in my lifetime so I was really feeling bad that I wasn't there to do my OWN move!  They are all on TEAM AWESOME! They were able to pack it all up and get it into storage in one day.  Amazing!  Erin spent several days earlier in the week pre cleaning and getting things sorted.  I came up to the apartment to grab a few things and it was the cleanest it had been in a LOOOOONG time!  Thank you!

Friday August 12th

Chemo is done and I get to go home today.  Erin is also going home. :(  Natalie and Bryan pick me up at the hospital and and then we dropped Erin off at the Airport.  It was so much fun spending time with Erin this past week.  It is not very often I get to see her, but it is even more rare to get to spend one on one time, for as long as we did, with any of my siblings.  Good times!

During the time that I am home I go into Logan Regional for blood labs. I end up with a platelet transfusion and a blood transfusion (2 units).

Friday August 19th

Back to the HOPE LODGE!  Ken takes me to the Lodge and Debbie is going to met up with us after their family spends the day at Lagoon.  I have a Clinic appointment with Peter.  I always meet with a PA first and then they tell the Dr the low down and then the Dr comes in and just goes over everything.

So since there are a million PA's and Dr's on my medical team I am almost always seeing new people. I THOUGHT Peter was "new people".  I said, "oh...nice to meet you. I always like meeting new members of the team"!  He just looks at me like I am crazy.  He tells me we've already met.  I said, "you must be thinking of someone else, cause I've never seen you in my life".   Okay I didn't say it like that.  But I didn't recognize him and he was adamant that we had met.   I just left it with...."was I on drugs"?  Cause really I could have been on drugs.   I was having test and surgery for my port during the first round of chemo.  I'm not sure who I met.  I HAD NEVER SEEN HIM!  But whatever we will move on.  He questioned me like usual and then I met with the Dr later.  Then Ken and I went to the Lodge to get checked in.

This was a tricky check in.  I think I win a prize for having the most caregivers.  Most people are married and bring their spouse.  Or since they are from far away, whomever the bring with them stays with them.   I however, constantly come and go from the place and I am lucky to get to hang out with whomever has the time to spend with me.

They are pretty anal about knowing who is in the building at any given time so the caregivers have to sign a form.  There is only three signature lines on the form for the caregiver.  They know people will have a few during there stay. We have already started signing beyond the given lines.  They said we will just have to start a new page soon!  HA, HA!  

Ken is with me through dinner and then Debbie gets there.  We get her oriented and then Ken leaves.

I get to spend the weekend with Debbie!  YAY!!!   Once again it is rare to spend one on one time with my siblings.  It was just as rare to spend time with my Sister in Law Heather.  As adults we just don't often have the opportunity to not be surrounded by kids and a list of things to do for several days straight.  :-)

We got to do our chit chat thing, watch the olympics, and read our books.   We also watched a lot of cooking shows.  Chopped Junior....good times!  Don't forget ADULT NAPS!  The great thing about being my caregiver at the Hope Lodge is Adult Naps!  Yay!

It was sad that Debbie had to be there over the weekend.  All my labs and clinics were at 8:00 am since they are only open a few hours on the weekend.  It was sooooo early! We really needed those Adult Naps.   I ended up getting a unit of blood on Sat.  The nurse on Sunday just told me to come on Monday for the 2nd unit.  Other wise we just got to chillax and spend time together.  Good Times!

Monday August 22

Today I get me that 2nd unit of blood today.  Debbie gets me to the hospital and then needs to get home. They are celebrating Kayla's Birthday!  Ken is coming up to spend the rest of the time in the lodge with me.  So he went to get checked in while I was getting my blood and Debbie went home.

Back to Peter.  
As I am sitting in my infusion chair Tony Downstairs {because there is a Tony Upstairs to} is telling his patient that he is going upstairs to help with a Bone Marrow Biopsy.  This triggers my memory that while I was getting my BMB they were having trouble with my bones being hard to get through. So the nurse said, "go get Peter, he is downstairs".

At that point I hadn't got the feel for how things worked.  The Clinic and the 8th floor wing are congruous.  They do rounds in both areas.  Peter from downstairs is the Peter who is the PA who is insistent that we had met.   No Peter we have not.  Meeting means we have had eye contact.  I was face down on a bed being tortured.  I remember saying hi to him when he came in.  Told him thank you for coming to help torture me.  Then when he left I said,  "BYE Peter thanks for hurting me"!

I just thought it was a nurse from downstairs that I hadn't met.  I thought he was a tall blond because as soon as they said Peter I thought of Peter Conder who is tall and blond.   Peter PA is in fact shorter and brunette.

So I HAVE in fact "met" him, just not face to face.  It was face to backside in this case.  Now he thinks I'm an idiot.  "Was I on drugs?"  Why didn't he just say he was there for my Bone Marrow Biopsy!  LOL!

Monday August 13 - Tuesday August 30

We actually didn't have to stay at the lodge past Wednesday afternoon.  My levels went up so we got to go home. It is a good thing because Ken, who had a cough due to what he though was allergies, actually ended up with pneumonia!  So he was having trouble sleeping anyways.  Good time to go.

I also got to be home on the first day of school.  Aunt Natalie got Abby into school with Luke and Jacob.  Her teacher even came by to visit with her before school started.  I thought that was pretty amazing!  She was also Sydney's teacher in 4th grade.  Anywho....I missed the send off for the first day of school, but we were there after school.  Thanks Aunt Natalie for getting the back to school pictures!

Jacob and Abby  Grade 3 and 4 {No Luke because he was sick}

First Day of Fourth Grade!

Came home and found out that Luke was also sick.  He missed the first week of school.  Poor guy!  A few days later when he wasn't getting better he was seen and found to ALSO have pneumonia!  So I just spent a lot of time downstairs.  Luke was quarantined to Mom and Dad's room and Grandpa had to wear a mask until his antibiotics kicked in. Good thing I am on anti-virals and anti-bacterial meds. We have all survived.  Except Grandpa he is now in a serious insomnia phase.  Being sick has messed up his sleeping patterns.  That is no fun!

On to round 3 of Chemo!