During my bout with cancer my weight went from 305 to 220, where it tends to fluctuate between 215 and 220.
So I'm going through my closet and separating my pants out by size. This means I have to try every pair on and decide if they go into the way too big pile, the a little bit large but they'll do pile, or the these fit pile. I planned to have a too small pile, but I can't find anything to put in it.
I know things have changed when I found a pair of pants that I knew were too small for me, and they fit. Not snugly, not suck-in-your-gut fit. They just fit. That's a silver lining.
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Tuesday, May 12, 2015
PET/CT Scan Update
On Monday, May 4th, 2015 I had another PET/CT scan for multiple reasons. One, my radiation therapy doctor wanted to see how I was doing, because if the cancer came back, now was the time to do something about it. I got the results on May 11th, and with one tiny exception I'm free of cancer. The exception is the salivary gland on the right side, which shows an abnormality. The sawbones thinks this is due to being bombarded with more radiation in 7 weeks than most folks see in a lifetime, and so is not worried. So neither am I.
I'm still recovering from the treatment. My sense of taste is about 75% normal. Beef, for instance, doesn't taste good to me. Ice cream doesn't taste like much of anything, and I can't taste the hot fudge on a sundae at all. I suffer from a lack of saliva (dry mouth), so bread or bread like products are inedible for me. This includes crackers, cookies, cake, pie or anything remotely similar. I couldn't choke down a saltine cracker to save my life, and pills are extremely difficult to swallow - although I've learned that taking pills with milk makes it easier.
I'm cold most of the time; it's hard to stay warm, even at 70 degrees. I suffer a nagging backache and general muscle aches that occasionally make me reach for the pain meds. And that's all the bad news.
The good news is that I can go out dancing with Main Lady, I can do housework and general housekeeping chores. I have a circle of friends that are glad I'm on the sunny side of the lawn, and I'm able to use my experience to give other people a little encouragement.
And that's the latest.
I'm still recovering from the treatment. My sense of taste is about 75% normal. Beef, for instance, doesn't taste good to me. Ice cream doesn't taste like much of anything, and I can't taste the hot fudge on a sundae at all. I suffer from a lack of saliva (dry mouth), so bread or bread like products are inedible for me. This includes crackers, cookies, cake, pie or anything remotely similar. I couldn't choke down a saltine cracker to save my life, and pills are extremely difficult to swallow - although I've learned that taking pills with milk makes it easier.
I'm cold most of the time; it's hard to stay warm, even at 70 degrees. I suffer a nagging backache and general muscle aches that occasionally make me reach for the pain meds. And that's all the bad news.
The good news is that I can go out dancing with Main Lady, I can do housework and general housekeeping chores. I have a circle of friends that are glad I'm on the sunny side of the lawn, and I'm able to use my experience to give other people a little encouragement.
And that's the latest.
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Holiday!
Yesterday (May 4th) was Star Wars Day. May the fourth be with you.
Man oh man, is that bad. Today is a little better, and as the day grows older I'm predicting it will be a lot better. Today is May 5th, you see.
May the fifth be with you.
Happy daze!
Man oh man, is that bad. Today is a little better, and as the day grows older I'm predicting it will be a lot better. Today is May 5th, you see.
May the fifth be with you.
Happy daze!
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