All good things come to an end

It’s the weekend and I was up at 5am. No clue as to why and I don’t think I am going back to sleep anytime soon. Oh well. Today and tomorrow are supposed to be the last of the 70+ degree days this November. It’s been a beautiful run. Shouldn’t complain about the weather changing. Anyhow, it’s November 7th, 2020. This year from hell is almost over. Vaccines for Covid are supposedly coming out soon. We just have to wait and see.


My normal place (MercyOne) infusion center was full up Thursday and Friday, I needed blood like then. So went to a different infusion center (John Stoddard Cancer Center). It was an experience. The place was cluttered. Odds and ends scattered every so often. But I can not and will not say anything bad about the service. It was just an older building. And it was kind of kreepy. But if ever MercyOne can’t get me in for any reason, I will go back to John Stoddard.


Mom arrives tomorrow and is staying till Saturday. A whole week with my mom. YAY. Teresa plans to cook Thanksgiving while mom is here. T also plans on making her cheeseburger chowder. Beyond that, I am not sure if T is cooking anything else or we are doing take out. It’s all good. T works all day, so its totally up to her.


Jason and I talked about his Eberron Dungeons and Dragons campaign. We are shooting to finish that campaign on November 20th, a Friday night. I just hope to finally kill the BBEG. And finally close that chapter of my D&D career.


Again, after getting blood I felt like crap. I should feel invigorated or at least better, but NO, I feel ran down just as much as I did before the infusion. I swear this is confusing.


Chemo starts again next Thursday. Then it’s 7 days of 2 shots to the gut. Yeah, I am not a big fan of this chemo regimen. So far its doing nothing for me. Compared to the last chemo, I still need blood and platelets from an external source. So I can’t tell if it’s working or not. The other chemo we know doesn’t work anymore. This sucks. The old chemo worked so well while it worked. The new chemo just means pain in the stomach as far as I can tell. Then there is the whole constipation issue with the new chemo. At least Teresa is on the ball, she is gonna stop the constipation by sheer will it would seem. She has everything from light stool softener to major laxative. Everything short of GoLyghtly.


Well, it seems things are in the works for my electric wheelchair. I just hope all the paperwork and physical therapy gets done by December 31st. Cuz if it don’t get done by then, we will have to pay for it out ourselves. Not that we can’t afford it, it is a matter of principle.


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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