Day #56

Today I managed to not have any appointments (except early morning blood draw) until 3:30pm.  It’s 2 now and I am just sitting here doing nothing.  My phone chirped that I had a 10:20am appointment with the infusion department, but that was obviously a mistake cuz I have been drinking enough and that is the requirement to keep me away from the infusion people.   Plus my phone showed no appointment, just chirped that one was there.  Odd.

My brother is very anxious for us to come get our dogs.  Trust me when I say we are anxious to get our dogs back.  I am supposed to be sprung from here August 25th and we are planning on going and retrieving our dogs on the 28th (I think) or the 29th.  Teresa has to work, so we have to wait for the weekend.  I’m sure mom and Jim understand.

I’ve started collecting players for my D&D game starting in mid-September.  I need 5, I have 3.  I have, however, ran out of friends who might want to play with us.  So, I appealed to the 3 I have to help me find 2 more.  I don’t want to use reddit to find players because you never know what you are gonna get.  I would like to have friends (or at least acquaintances) of friends to sit around the virtual table.  I just need 2 more people, I don’t care if they have never rolled a die before, the game isn’t rocket science, it can be taught fairly easily.  Hey you, you reading this, if you are interested let me know.

It feels weird being mostly bald.  Well, technically I guess I am completely bald, but I have little scraggly gray hair all across my head, so I am mostly bald.  Dr A said it would be 6 months before hair started growing back… but he never said 6 months from when.  From the last chemo, meaning January, from the transplant itself meaning September.  I guess I will have to ask him.

I guess I have agreed to the last chemo.  I don’t want it, and really don’t think I need it.  But Teresa is 100% on board now.  My mom will be 100% on board.  Dr A is obviously 100% on board.  Everyone else is 100% on board.  I guess I don’t have much choice in the matter.  1 more round of chemo and then I am DONE with chemo, done with cancer.

Mom arrives Saturday for a few days.  It’s going to be so nice to see her.   I miss her so much.  I wish they could have survived Des Moines and never moved, but the Region is her home and that is truly where she belongs.  My brother too.

With last chemo probably in August, I won’t be making Thanksgivingfest in November after all.  I won’t have gotten the first round of baby shots in time.  Simple as that.  No baby shots, no parties for Hectic.  Once again I will miss Thanksgivingfest and all that goes with it.  Such is life.

I hate the internet here.  It’s way too flaky to do anything serious on.  I’m lucky that I get to post this blog when I get it written.  Teresa went down to complain and management said not a single other person has complained.  Either we don’t have computer users staying here or no one cares enough to complain…  I am thinking no one cares.   It’s a shame though, this would be such a great place to stay with a couple fixed things.  Now it’s just a nice place to stay (instead of great).

well, have to start getting ready to go.  my phone just went off to remind me of the 3:30 appointment which I really do have.  I hope its with the nice pharmacist.  But with my luck it won’t be.  Oh well, Have a nice day folks.   And remember that guy who looks like death warmed over might just be me.

Author: Jeff Campbell

I am 50 year old guy, who beat blood cancer but is getting his butt kicked by bone marrow cancer. At this point it appears I am dying. Married and in love with the most wonderful woman in the world (27 years). She has stood by me thru a lot of crap and I love her so.

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