Monthly Archives: March 2010

His First Haircut, and a Clean Up for Me

Kelly Barret at Salon Cuvée. She is something special.







Beginning Grumpy. Now Just Sleepy.

I started the day quite grumpy. The house to pick up and just general exhaustion. Then Cousin 3 came by to collect Ruby the great dog. And I swear, my cousin has some storage of energy to help me focus and appreciate life. It is just her manner, but having someone whose decisions you admire and respect pop by, (on her birthday) started the day off well.

I decided to head to mom’s and finally give her a meal. Corned beef, of course. We chatted and saw each other for the first time in 3 weeks. It was another dose of familial love that gave me a long-needed 2nd wind. Lemon, at first, fussed. Soon, he was crawl-following mom around and giggling. Then, I looked at the time and realized I had completely forgotten about my Oncology appt. I called the wonderful MA and she said, “I was a bit worried, you are always early, and your appt was 30 min ago.” And if I could make it by 3, they could cram me in. Mom and Clark stepped up and took over Lemon and I booked to Kaiser Morse. I was actually teased. I believe a joke was made that next time, they would tell me an hour earlier. That is good reputation to have.

Dr. Adams led the other good lift for the day. I showed him my minor rash and he kind of shook his head and said he had seen the combo of Tarceva and Avastin with lung cancer and had seen the skin having problems due to the Tarceva and the Avastin slows the ability of the skin to recover easily. I mentioned that I was trying to give up high allergy foods: shellfish, nuts, strawberries. He seems to think it was not a bad idea. That my body is so fully of the chemo treatment, that it was difficult to tell what causes what. I would agree.

So tonight I start on Temodar. And I am paranoid about the hives. But I have to mentally conquer it. But just think, I had four fantastic, positive, influences today. Take the positive messages you get from whomever you may meet. Some days, it is just the positive people that will lift you out of fear. I was petrified this week. Not anymore. Fatigue outweighs fear. This is a good thing.

Not Sure Why, But I’ll Take It

I am wiped out. For good reason aside from the meds, but still. The volume of laundry done this evening and the 2 corned beefs I cooked (Steve, Paco, Mom: Lovers of the Meal) cooked. But the idea of starting Temodar tomorrow is freaking me out a bit. A rash already exists on my forearms, but not hives. Who knows what causes what. It seems everything can cause everything.

So I was exhausted and bummed from fighting with Paco (we got through it, but ugh) and an overtired Lemon and having to do major chores. So I called Shan to get my toosh in gear. And I also received another insistence on caretaking/visiting the end of this week. I know I can ask. I just don’t until I am at my darkest. As though I am saving up every offer for another time. But then, it seems like magic that every month someone is here during the Temodar round. That is awesome.

All is Good

Farm League baseball game: good. Chatting with awesome neighbors: good. Vivian coming over and tracking the kids for me: great.

Lemon: “Vivi, Vivi” in his baby language.

I am tired, but I would probably be so matter what pills I am putting in my mouth. Kid=Joy and Fatigue.

White Cell Good. Platelets Good.

I am up at 4 AM due to Tommy. Poor thing. Teeth.

I am also nauseous. Mildly so. Thank goodness for Bea. We have been pinging each other with side effects here and there. So a pre-Temodar nausea is not unique!

Usually this is the low platelet reading. I cannot complain…though the columns did not paste in, so you have to envision them. I am too tired to fix it!

Component Results
Component Your Value Standard Range
WBC COUNT 6.0 3.5-12.5 K/uL
RED BLOOD CELLS COUNT 4.48 3.60-5.70 M/uL
HGB 14.2 11.5-15.0 g/dL
HEMATOCRIT 40.9 34.0-46.0 %
MCV 91 80-100 fL
RDW, RBC 12.7 11.9-14.3 %
PLATELETS COUNT 237 140-400 K/uL

MONOS %, AUTO 6 4-12 %

Tennis Erin

About 4.5 years ago, this Erin started to watch Paco. They bonded over everything. Sports especially. She was home to Los Gatos (San José) to visit her folks, after an early graduation from UCSD. She drove from there to visit us yesterday. It was a reminder of how good life is. She is superb with Paco, and Lemon took to her right away.

No Tennis, It Was Raining

While in high school, Erin spent her summers teaching tennis. Paco had a private coach at home! She is now a good (young) friend. And, yesterday, she gave me a nice break from being on my own. I made the New England Boiled Dinner, finally (waiting for the temp to drop). The 4 of us barely left any for Steve when he arrived home late.

Pastel vs. Torta

I have to post this as Judy will be proud. In most countries, the Spanish word for “cake” is “pastel” (I think in Spain, it is “tarta”). In Argentina, it is “torta.” “Torta” in Mexico is a sandwich.

This is Paco’s daily book.

Una Torta y Panchito

Yesterday was the letter “t”. We know Judy will be overjoyed.