Posted: April 5, 2019 in Postcards from Cancerland.




This week has kicked me in the face, and gut, and pretty much every other body part. 

I was given some NASTY new chemo drugs this week. I was warned.

I was told that the seas were about to get rocky.

I’ve been really weak. 

The steroids have made my face look like a redfish.

My brain is as foggy as a murky old spyglass.

I’ve had a lot of fluids this week…I mean ALOT! 

We discovered yesterday that I’ve retained twelve pounds of fluids. 

I was sloshing when I walked and I was starting to look like the stay puft marshmallow man.

I’m now on a magic pill that causes me to go to the bathroom every eight minutes. 

My legs have been very wobbly. I mentioned that earlier this week, I’ve had some very near and dear Pirate partners, John-Sylvester Novak and Cheryl Cunningham Novak, send me a Pirate pal to help me navigate my wobbly course. It’s a very sweet walking stick. I’m not surprised, they are among many of the epic crew that have helped keep things steady during this journey. I’m so grateful. 

Now, sorry, but I’ve got to go pee AGAIN! 


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