Cursed to Live in Interesting Times
Life has been.... well interersting these days. And when I say interesting I'm referring to the old curse about may you live in interesting times. Because my interesting times have been particularly hellish for the past few, well, months now, with a couple of exceptions.
The one piece of magnificent news is that I've now been cancer free for 40 months! My Doc says that if all continues to go well on that front, we'll remove my port in November which will be the 3 year anniversary of when I stopped treatment even though it will be 4 years cancer free. So yay. And Yikes! My port has become a security blanket of sorts. Fucked up but true.
However, while I'm healthy on that front, I am currently experiencng the great displeasures of pneumonia. This is the first, and hopefully last time I've had it. And may I say it sucks! And it couldn't really have come at a more inconvenient time. I'd been working mostly 13 hour days for the prior few weeks so my energy was low but it really did hit me out of NOWHERE! Fine on Monday, almost admitted to the hospital on Wednesday morning. (And in the middle of that somehwere, the heat went out at my apartment at 3:30 AM.) I've been stuck at my parents since Tuesday night because the doctor decided I needed round the clock observation til I started to do better. It was my parents or the hospital so I chose my parents. But I really miss my apartment! And man alive am I sick of sitting on my parents couch and watching movies. Too many drugs to even focus on a good book. I'm loaded up on antibiotics, steroids, 3 inhalers and breathing treatments four times a day. And all the meds together prevent me from sleeping so I've had less than 20 hours of sleep total since I got so ill on Tuesday night. Which isn't helping me get better any faster.
What kind of karmic debt am I paying off? I mean seriously. Cancer three time, pneumonias, no heat in my apartment, lots of work bullshit... What the hell did I do in my prior incarnations?
I'm definitely stronger than I was a few days ago but my breathing is still majorly fucked up. My breathing is making these funky crackling and wheezing noises. Sometimes I sound like a dolphin and other times I sound like a creaking door. But two days ago I could not even type my hands were shaking so much and I'm managing okay at the moment. That said, please forgive me for any glaring typos. My motor skills are still a bit off. Earlier this week I was getting so little oxygen I was completely light-headed and could barely walk so really I'm doing WORLDS better.
I am a serious whiner right now. Hopefully you can look past it. Needed to get some venting done. And this is definitely a new experience for me so it's interesting to catalogue it a bit.
Movies I've watched while sick: Sliding Doors (it was on about 3 times), Notting Hill( twice), V for Vendetta (love this movie. So well done! Missed the beginning though), Eragon (predictable), Lady in the Water (M. Night is smoking the crack), Keeping up with the Steins (this always keeps me in stitches, though lots of that is my Jewish background), Dirty Dancing (for the 1189th time), Center Stage (let's pretend I didn't say that one. I couldn't even get through it once though it was on 4 times), and now Edward Scissorhands is on. And I think I watched part of Finian's Rainbow in there a few times as well. Yay older Fred Astaire.
Reality shows scene while sick (some multiple viewings of the same episodes): Project Runway, Make Me a Supermodel, America's Next Top Model, Millionaire Matchmaker, Ghost Hunters International, Ace of Cakes.
Okay. Enough blathering. I hope that everyone is healthier than me at the moment.
The one piece of magnificent news is that I've now been cancer free for 40 months! My Doc says that if all continues to go well on that front, we'll remove my port in November which will be the 3 year anniversary of when I stopped treatment even though it will be 4 years cancer free. So yay. And Yikes! My port has become a security blanket of sorts. Fucked up but true.
However, while I'm healthy on that front, I am currently experiencng the great displeasures of pneumonia. This is the first, and hopefully last time I've had it. And may I say it sucks! And it couldn't really have come at a more inconvenient time. I'd been working mostly 13 hour days for the prior few weeks so my energy was low but it really did hit me out of NOWHERE! Fine on Monday, almost admitted to the hospital on Wednesday morning. (And in the middle of that somehwere, the heat went out at my apartment at 3:30 AM.) I've been stuck at my parents since Tuesday night because the doctor decided I needed round the clock observation til I started to do better. It was my parents or the hospital so I chose my parents. But I really miss my apartment! And man alive am I sick of sitting on my parents couch and watching movies. Too many drugs to even focus on a good book. I'm loaded up on antibiotics, steroids, 3 inhalers and breathing treatments four times a day. And all the meds together prevent me from sleeping so I've had less than 20 hours of sleep total since I got so ill on Tuesday night. Which isn't helping me get better any faster.
What kind of karmic debt am I paying off? I mean seriously. Cancer three time, pneumonias, no heat in my apartment, lots of work bullshit... What the hell did I do in my prior incarnations?
I'm definitely stronger than I was a few days ago but my breathing is still majorly fucked up. My breathing is making these funky crackling and wheezing noises. Sometimes I sound like a dolphin and other times I sound like a creaking door. But two days ago I could not even type my hands were shaking so much and I'm managing okay at the moment. That said, please forgive me for any glaring typos. My motor skills are still a bit off. Earlier this week I was getting so little oxygen I was completely light-headed and could barely walk so really I'm doing WORLDS better.
I am a serious whiner right now. Hopefully you can look past it. Needed to get some venting done. And this is definitely a new experience for me so it's interesting to catalogue it a bit.
Movies I've watched while sick: Sliding Doors (it was on about 3 times), Notting Hill( twice), V for Vendetta (love this movie. So well done! Missed the beginning though), Eragon (predictable), Lady in the Water (M. Night is smoking the crack), Keeping up with the Steins (this always keeps me in stitches, though lots of that is my Jewish background), Dirty Dancing (for the 1189th time), Center Stage (let's pretend I didn't say that one. I couldn't even get through it once though it was on 4 times), and now Edward Scissorhands is on. And I think I watched part of Finian's Rainbow in there a few times as well. Yay older Fred Astaire.
Reality shows scene while sick (some multiple viewings of the same episodes): Project Runway, Make Me a Supermodel, America's Next Top Model, Millionaire Matchmaker, Ghost Hunters International, Ace of Cakes.
Okay. Enough blathering. I hope that everyone is healthier than me at the moment.