First blip...

The second series of chemo-cocktails is going well.
It's been suspended, however, because of the staph
infection in the tissue around the port.

They administered chemo treatment #2 in chemo series #2
this past Friday and then sent her to radiology to have the
port removed from her arm. Rx antibiotics for ten days.

We went back to the cancer center yesterday so she
could get the follow-up shot that's given after every treatment
(helps keep white blood cell count where it should be).
I told the nurse the port incision was still draining bloody
pus and the area around it is flaming red and hard.


That's when we found out the lab report from the culture 
named the infection as staph. Apparently no one read the report.
So, the oncologist ordered a massive dose of antibiotics to be
administered by IV and was to be monitored for an hour.
Initial Rx (keflex) to be continued 4x day at home.

Stitches are to be removed this Friday and she has a 
follow-up visit with the oncologist next Monday. If the infection
is gone they will schedule when to put in a new port, 
wait for that to heal, and get back to more chemo.


It's been a reminder that everyone involved is human/not perfect.

Household tip...

Ugly underwear makes great dust cloths.
Just sayin'.

 

I have ugly underwear...

In Florida
I didn't care.
It was easy to go bare.
In Ohio
there's something there
So now I have
ugly underwear.

(not grannies but still, ew.)

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It's a challenge to live with anyone.
Shared genetics notwithstanding,
cohabiting is an even bigger challenge
when the differences are freakishly huge.
Most sayeth patience is a virtue but virtues
can be worn dangerously thin.
We know that balance requires give and take.
Something seems illogical when the give is
bigger than the take.

Step back. Breathe deep. Re-evaluate perception.

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I have some photos I was planning to insert just
to break up the monotony here, but... the USB cord
is cracked. Dammit. Not available in stores. Online only.
I haven't been online for much lately so, when I get some
of that groove back, I'll order the cord and probably
discover that I don't like any of the photos. heh.

Hope everyone is well and happy.
Work hard on the happy.
 
And life goes on.

petty me...

broken cup
is not important.
use the super-glue
to fix her
angel's broken wing.

It's June...

and I'm sitting here in sweatpants and a jacket.
And smiling at the weather here as I think of what I'd 
be complaining about in Florida.

Well, the mad dash of getting moved and settled has
finally slowed to a reasonable pace. I have a new bank
and a new driver's license, so I think that makes me an
official Buckeye again. Still acclimating, though. 
For example, I have to make notes to find my way around
on my own. One of my favorite sayings is "Not all who
wander are lost." heh. Not so true for me right now.
Things changed and the memos to me got lost.

I don't know what to predict about my blogging.
My old routine, such as it was, has been scrambled and
scattered. Inspiration is pitifully missing. I guess I'll
go with the 'one day at a time' concept and see what happens.

My sister is continuing to do well. Even her oncologist is
amazed. She finished her first series of chemo yesterday with
minimal side effects. She will, however, begin a second series
of chemo with different drugs in a few weeks.  They are trying
to reduce the cancer as much as possible before doing surgery.
We're all hoping, of course, that the results will continue to be good.
Many thanks to all of you who are sending good thoughts and 
prayers.


Unfortunately, I found bad news in the blogosphere. 
One of my long-time readers has passed away.
Unk lost his struggle with cancer. He will be missed.


It seems life comes with only one guarantee.