The Day Dawns
Not quite up w/the crows today. Got some intermittent sleep. Will try napping some later, but the new dryer's due for delivery 'n' installation here sometime 'tween 9-11am so I wanna be awake 'n' functional for that. jaylake slept some last night, too, but I'm very glad he's crashed out again on the couch right now, as the exhaustion w/this round o' chemo's been extreme and last night's sleep was fairly fitful.
Have discovered that jaylake's chemo-infuser pump* goes click/whir every so slightly every minute, so I find myself listening for it (or, rather, listening for not it). Sorta silly, actually, b'c if'n something does go wonky - crimped line, low battery, &c. - an alarm'll go off. And beeping'll apparently happen as well once the well's nearly run dry (approx 2:05pm tomorrow aka Sunday, about 48 hours after it began filling his bloodstream w/toxic chemicals).
He reports that this version of chemo (FOLFIRI) so far has far less harsh mental side-effects than the FOLFOX did last time. (It hasn't halved his IQ 'n' brain capacity.) The new regimen, however, does have far harsher physical side-effects, the ones most commonly associated w/chemo (serious exhaustion & major nausea). Ah, balance...
Yesterday featured a chunk o' time in the OHSU Cancer Care Center (7th floor of waterfront clinic). Lovely views, very nice facilities, and really good staff by 'n' large. I got to watch lotsa boats out on the Willamette cruise by and around Ross Island - dragon boats, canoes, kayaks, power boats, a barge pushed along by a bright yellow tugboat, the Spirit of Portland (if'n that's it's real name - I'm tip-tapping along here w/out paying a lotta attention to what I'm saying now), &c. The window also looks out onto a functioning boatyard, where I could see a guy welding as part of the building of a new boat (possibly a barge). Apparently jaylake &c. were there to see the last barge built there launch into the river, which was quite the occasion!
*a Cudd Prizm, which puts me in mind of him as a calf suckling while teathered to a medicinal teat
Have discovered that jaylake's chemo-infuser pump* goes click/whir every so slightly every minute, so I find myself listening for it (or, rather, listening for not it). Sorta silly, actually, b'c if'n something does go wonky - crimped line, low battery, &c. - an alarm'll go off. And beeping'll apparently happen as well once the well's nearly run dry (approx 2:05pm tomorrow aka Sunday, about 48 hours after it began filling his bloodstream w/toxic chemicals).
He reports that this version of chemo (FOLFIRI) so far has far less harsh mental side-effects than the FOLFOX did last time. (It hasn't halved his IQ 'n' brain capacity.) The new regimen, however, does have far harsher physical side-effects, the ones most commonly associated w/chemo (serious exhaustion & major nausea). Ah, balance...
Yesterday featured a chunk o' time in the OHSU Cancer Care Center (7th floor of waterfront clinic). Lovely views, very nice facilities, and really good staff by 'n' large. I got to watch lotsa boats out on the Willamette cruise by and around Ross Island - dragon boats, canoes, kayaks, power boats, a barge pushed along by a bright yellow tugboat, the Spirit of Portland (if'n that's it's real name - I'm tip-tapping along here w/out paying a lotta attention to what I'm saying now), &c. The window also looks out onto a functioning boatyard, where I could see a guy welding as part of the building of a new boat (possibly a barge). Apparently jaylake &c. were there to see the last barge built there launch into the river, which was quite the occasion!
*a Cudd Prizm, which puts me in mind of him as a calf suckling while teathered to a medicinal teat