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Random babblings of a confused miniature writer |
| A blog/journal just to babble/dabble in to try to keep my friends up to date on my pitiful existence. |
| Wrote down the prompts to three August contests that I thought might inspire me. Probably won't submit them if I do get them written for various reasons. Still, at least I am trying. I found out about a week ago that the Word program on my laptop has expired. This sucks in a whole fudge load of ways, not the least of which is I am unable to type any of my stories; new ones or rewrites. I have a tablet that does have a word program, but I cannot see myself typing anything longer than a page on it. If I can bring myself to write something that I would like to submit to a contest, I will see if I can get myself to type it into the tablet. If everything goes okay, I will be having my final dose of chemotherapy tomorrow. In the beginning of September, I will see my cancer specialist and we will be deciding how to proceed. More than likely I will be having a hysterectomy. There are so many things that I wish I could do that are being prevented by my illness. The only thing I can do is dream of being able to do them and more next year. People around me say that I am doing more than they would expect from someone in my condition. I wish I could see it. I feel I do so little. |
| i don't know what is going on, I keep getting TV mixed up with reality for one. There are rumors going around that I died. My laptop keys are getting rubbed off. I don't know which way is up.It takes all I have in me to keep things straight. I am seeing stars. How am I supposed to blog when I don't know what ia going on? I have an appointment today, but it got changed to just a blood draw. If I could I would change doctors because mine went in for surgery and it seems like his assistants are overwhelmed. I am so close to all of this being over with. otherwise, I would search for another doctor. I am always itchy znd spasming, |
| Not much going on here. Haven't been out of the house except for doctors appointments. On Tuesday I let the schedulers arrange the transportation to my MRI appointment in East China at River District Hospital. The test was fine, I guess, but they neglected to arrange the transportation back home. Luckily the bus showed up and it was a 5 hour drive back to Poort Huron. Then I took the local bus 45 minutes downtown only to find out the closest they could drop me off was 12 blocks from the house. Finally Terry sprung for a $10 cab ride to get me home. The next time I have to River District I'm making my pwn transportation arrangements. Thursday I had my Chmotherapy treatment. Other than the fact that I fell out of the chair reaching for my blanket everything was okay. Had to run back on Friday for the white cell booster shot. everything good. I think it was Wednesday I started editing my novel. It was the firsst time I touched any of my novels in at least six months.It felt good. I have nothing scheduled for next week but of course things will probably come up. |
| Hey, I can see!!! I can eat a bit. i think everything seems to be off because of the chemotherapy. I only have two or three sessions left then we are going to re-evaluate things. It seems to be going well so far and surgery is on the horizon. The mass attaching itself to the bladder is still a concern. I have to go for an MRI in September to compare notes with previous scans. Another concern is that my hemoglobin levels keep dropping. I've had to have blood transfusions four times; one of which put me in the hospital for four days. I'm hoping it is just because of the chemo and I won't have to deal with it when I am done with this mess. Even though I'm still in the middle of this mess, I surprised myself yesterday. I started thinking about writing again, Ideas for the novels I already have in the works came to me from out of the blue. I wanted to start collecting prompts again. I thought a bit about what weekly writing goals might look like. I mused about writing some snail mail. There is so much I want to get back to. So much that I want to do. I'd like to go to Clubhouse on a regular basis and become a prominent contributor to the Monthly Newsletter. I'd like to come up with and spearhead a fund raiser or two, I want to help others with their projects. I'm always thinking about going to the YMCA on a semi-regular basis to go swimming and exercise. I'd like to possibly volunteer at the library or start a writing group. I don't know. So many things swimming through my head. Right now I can't really do anything about any of it. It's going on 1:30 am and I have a semi-busy day planned. |
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