Thank God for Football...

I would have gone crazy had football not been on this weekend...I'm not sure what I'll do when the season's over...maybe...get off my fat butt and do something!

That's all I did all weekend...watch college games on Saturday and NFL on Sunday...(not unlike most men out there)...no wonder my kid can't stand football. I tried getting out Saturday night...the Scott's, Backous' & McVay's went to Buffalo Wild Wings to celebrated Kyle's making of the basketball team...special shout out to Kyle Michael...WaWho!

Zoey and Katey went into there special world together...I tried a beer...it didn't like me much...then all the commotion...MU vs. Iowa St. on every big screen...place packed to the gills...wings flying out to all the tables with a dozen different sauce flavors mixing in the air...overstimulating my senses...making me want to puke!

I tried joining the smokers outside for some fresh air...(is that ironic or an oxymoron?)...it didn't seem to work. Once we returned to the table...food was being served...first thing I did was scan the table and saw an empty beer glass within reach just in case...I quickly asked for my potato wedges to go...pawned my child off on a friend for the night...then gracefully bowed out of the joint before my stomach bowed out on the table.

I was better once I got home...crawled in my bed...and slept until the Chiefs' game the next day.
I should have just kept on sleeping..............

Back Amongst the Living...

Last weeks chemo round wasn't as bad as the 1st round...I wasn't as sick in the nausea department but I sure did pumped out the zzzzzz's! I could have slept straight through Thursday & Friday of last week...almost did...but I'm coming around now...didn't even nap once on Sunday! I think I may be able to stay awake long enough to go back to work for a bit this week...call me crazy...but it sounds like fun...(shows you how exciting my life has been lately)!

CA125 = 449!

Before my surgery less than a month ago...my CA125 was over 1900...the high reading was due to all the fluid that was in my body. Once that was all removed...followed by my 1st round of chemo...ChemoMan did some ass kicking and it dropped to 449!

Round 1 was definitely successful at killing off all my hair cells. I tried hanging on as long as I could but once the hair covered my pillow and woke me up in the middle of the night because it was in my mouth...I said "bye bye". Tracy & Zoey did the honors...cut and clipped as low as possible...Mom and I finished it off last night with old fashion shaving cream and a triple bladed razor...smooth as a baby's butt!

I'm heading into the hospital today so ChemoMan can continue on his conquest...Round 2 should be about 36 hours...not sure if I'll be home late Tuesday or early Wednesday...whatever the case...I'll be there visualizing yet another successful battle.