Planning ahead hopefully far ahead

I find myself thinking more and more about my death these days.  I guess that makes sense.  Trying to think of all the things I need to get ready for Teresa.  From which of my friends get what of my stuff (D&D Books to Danny, D&D Games to Jon, so forth and so on) to changing the ownership of the cars from my name to hers, to finally arranging my cremation.  I don’t want Teresa to have to worry about much of anything.  Grieving is going to be enough for her to worry about.  Starting next week, everything going anywhere when I die is getting a label.  Have to get some addresses though, but that is the project starting next week.


I still feel good during the days, except for fatigue.  I have wicked fatigue but no other symptoms.  Then in the last 3 weeks or so, about 60% of the evenings I have felt pretty bad.  No defined symptoms really, sometimes overly cold.  Then also within the last 3 weeks or so, I have not been able to eat from 4 to 7:30pm without getting nauseous. Making us eat some really late dinners.  The fatigue I think I understand, my Hemoglobin is going down too and that causes fatigue.  I’m going to double check my hemoglobin tomorrow when I get my Thursday CBC at MOHA.  The two other issues are just mind boggling to me.  Why would I only feel sick or get nauseous in the evening?  That’s a mind stumper for Dr. Alkhateeb and his fellows at Mayo.


Well, I said we were playing Avaras, my Dungeons and Dragons campaign last night and we did, sort of.  1 player quit on us.  And Danny forgot what night it was and made plans to go out with his wife on her first night off before Dorian hit (It doesnt look like Dorian is gonna be a big issue to me, but that’s besides the point), so Danny missed meeting the sleazy gnome again.  It’s all good, he needed some time with his wife or the other way around.  So more power to him and her.  — So, we played the role playing stuff last night for an hour.  The 4 players I had wouldn’t have survived what I have planned, so we called it there.  It’s all good, role playing, some xp.  Yup, all good.  Hopefully, next week we will have a full crew again as Danny said he can find someone for us.  And hopefully next week I am not stuck at Mayo on Tuesday getting a DLI.  It’s bad enough that my arms are gonna HURT from baby shots on Monday, I don’t want the DLI on Tuesday.  I want to go home, be miserable (baby shots, OUCH for days), and take it out on my Avaras players.


Friday night’s game should be fun.  Even if I have 1 too many players.  I can handle 7.  A little time in “the Hole”, some role playing then they get sent on a mission, well 2 of them do, the rest are there to help keep those 2 alive.  And that is where the fun begins.  Thanks to their being 70 levels of characters, I can throw a Lot of monsters at them, a Lot of really tough monsters to boot.  Kobold Fight Club is a very useful site for figuring out just how many of what the party should be able to take on, and it’s free so you can’t argue with that.  Anyhow, I haven’t DMed for a lot of these players in a long time, and haven’t DMed for some of them ever.  So this should be interesting and like I’ve said fun.


Jason’s Sunday game has been pushed off a week, partly my fault.  I just told him that I might (probably) not be able to stay for the whole session cuz I have to be up early for Mayo Monday.  This was after he said that he might be late for his own session because of some balloon thing. So, between those two things, he decided to push it off a week.  I would have done the same thing if I was him.


Mojo has taken to being by my side if I am laying in bed during the day.   He used to sleep on Teresa’s pillow pile, but now he is like plastered right by my left side.  It’s ok, I love the little dude, but with him on my left and Pucky on my right, it gets hot.  They are naturally 101 degrees, pressed up to my natural 96.8, it can get unbearable.  Just whining here, I wouldn’t give up this time with my fur babies for anything.


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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