Chemo Wedneday

Well the day matched the weather. It has been sooooo cold (to us) and rainy, It's the first of March and it's snowing low on the mountains and a cold mist of rain here in the valley. That is so unusual. What happened to global warming?

I bundled up this morning and dragged myself up to treatment. I had the worst week so far of my therapy. My feet were numb and on fire at the same time and every time I tried to walk barefoot (if you know me, you know that's 99% of the time summer or winter) I felt like I was walking on little pebbles or something. The only way I could stand it was to wear my faux UGG boots cause the furry inside felt good. Mostly I just stayed off my feet. I have had problems on the weekends before but this was all week. I was so tired and dizzy and had a headache non stop. By the time sweet Gordy went home for the day I just basically collapsed. I had 0 energy and just could not hang with the Big Dog's. Usually I can always summons super human strength like the Incredible Hulk (who by the way I am starting to resemble in width and girth thanks to all the steroids and sitting around on my ass non stop because my feet are better used as flame throwers than methods of transportation these days) but not this time the heart was willing but that was about it.

So up to therapy I went and when they ran my blood count and the doctor saw the results and my feet he said "no treatment today young lady" ( he's such a schmoozer) My red blood count was so low I was really anemic and he said it would do more harm that good where my feet were concerned. I asked him if we took a week off, would it kill me later and he said "Hardly" ( he may also be a lier as well as a schmoozer) so I high fived him and went over to the nurses and got my line out of my port-a-cath. Doc did give me a temporary handi-cap placards so I didn't have to walk so far with my feet a mess which is going to come in handy as this is race weekend and we will be able to park in handicap at the track. See Cliff just did not know all the super duper neat stuff being with a sick old lady was going to send his way. Now he will be styling with the old folks come Sunday and if he wants we can tailgate and share our prune juice with other Nascar fans of a certain age. HAHA

I shopped for as much energy as I could muster and got new light fixtures for the kitchen and some stuff to strip and re-stain my kitchen cabinets ( I want them a little darker). I have no idea when I will have the energy to take on this task but I always have lofty plans. I was really killing time cause I had an appointment to get eyelashes put on. They look good, not as long as I would have liked but she said she was afraid to go any thicker or longer for fear it would pull out my little nubs and then all the lashes would fall out. So any way I am happy with them and that's that. I look a bit less like a cancer victim.

So things are coming together for the weekend. Hopefully I will be back to shucking and jiving by the weekend, handicap pass in hand, great seats for the race, hopefully no rain on Sunday but it looks like about a 50/50 chance right now. And a good time to be had by all, I am so looking forward to it. I have my checkered flag nail art on, checkered flag bag, checkered flag sunglasses. I am so incredibly weird and gay it is almost cosmic in it's insincerity. I love it!!!!!Other than Rutledge I may be NASCARS #1 fan.