Bad Patient
I've gone over a year and I'm tired of being a good patient --- so from now on out, I'm going to be bitchy and lash out at people ... but I don't care.
I won't see the sun literally or figuratively until the end of January.
Last week was not a good week. I started out with a 105 fever, a new record for me. I slept for 24 hours. I got the chills. Then, I got a weird syndrome like Parkinson's. I've had to use a walker for about a week and a half. I've got at least 10 more physical therapy sessions to go. My doctors discovered an inoperable brain lession that's forced me into radiation. I've thrown up everyday I've had radiation (which, at this point is no big deal --- throwing up is another part of life ---- I wipe myself off and move on).
When I go without posting, then something is really wrong. Hopefully, I'll have a guest blogger later this week.
I won't see the sun literally or figuratively until the end of January.
Last week was not a good week. I started out with a 105 fever, a new record for me. I slept for 24 hours. I got the chills. Then, I got a weird syndrome like Parkinson's. I've had to use a walker for about a week and a half. I've got at least 10 more physical therapy sessions to go. My doctors discovered an inoperable brain lession that's forced me into radiation. I've thrown up everyday I've had radiation (which, at this point is no big deal --- throwing up is another part of life ---- I wipe myself off and move on).
When I go without posting, then something is really wrong. Hopefully, I'll have a guest blogger later this week.
posted by Tres at 8:27 PM
10 Comments:
Tres, I am so sorry that you are going through such horrible time right now. Please know deep down that we are praying for your recovery. We would like to come see you - are you allowed to have visitors? We can bring our own gloves and masks if necessary. (We're not kidding)
We love you
Amanda and James
Tres, I am so sorry that you are going through such horrible time right now. Please know deep down that we are praying for your recovery. We would like to come see you - are you allowed to have visitors? We can bring our own gloves and masks if necessary. (We're not kidding)
We love you
Amanda and James
Hang in there Tres and keep fighting the good fight!! I know its a bitch to go thru all this shit (can I cuss on here???)...but please know you're being thought of and prayed for!!
PS..I'm working on gettin you that hospital gown with the pistols sewn in!! hehehehehe :)
woof!
Mark
TRES ~ Suffice to say, we're sending bushels of positive thoughts your way. You'll be out husking corn in no time! Not that anyone really wants to do that, but still. ... All our love, R
Well you have every right to be bitchy, so I say commence with Bitchfest 2006, The Holiday Edition. Come to think of it, I'll do it too! In your honor, of course, but I'm willing to take one for the team. Plus it won't be a huge change from my daily routine, so it works for me.
Tres, we're all sending you lots of love and cancer ass-kicking vibes -- I trust the corn fields aren't blocking their paths!
Keep on blogging!
Love,
Clare
i am larnin' so much about this new-fangled internet thingy. Who knew I could respond to these here blogs! What french nurse? How did I miss the french nurse? Be strong my friend and trust me, bitchy always helps!
love ya!
tres-bitchy is the best at times! i told the nurses that i didn't like any of them recently. you still don't get out of anything or anymore sympathy but it sure makes you feel better! keep up the fight...survival is the key! we can go have margaritas one day and celebrate that all this crap is behind us. i am thinking ofter of you and praying for healing! lisbeth anne
Tres,
As Vera Donovoan said to Dolores Claiborne, "Sometimes being a bitch is all a woman has to hang on to, sometimes you need to be a high riding bitch to survive."
You have missed no good estate sales in Dallas the past few weeks. I think the sales are waiting for your long sojourn to the tundra to be over.
In the meantime I will be praying for you and the family and sending you the best energy I can muster (as well as checking the classifieds - which direction does an L-shaped midecentury sofa need to face?).
Love, John
Well its about time, I must say. Me, I would have started out bitchy -- I just find you get more done. And Grasshopper, you have come to the master. How may I be of service?
Ann
bitch some more...I've found comfort in screaming and yelling also.
love you
jim
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