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Twisted Valentine

Keeping to our every third Monday schedule, today is chemo day. Yeah, I know. It’s really Valentine’s Day but once again, cancer has little consideration for those it invades. If Roger the Tumor was looking for love, then he is going to get a big dose of it in a few hours. The Doxorubicin (also known as Hydoxydaunorubicin the ‘H’ in our CHOP) is a delightful red color. Happy poison. With each drip today I think Roger will realize that what he calls love couldn’t be further from the truth.

As we’ve been reporting, we are really hoping that this will be Dave’s last dance in the Chemo Lounge. In around three weeks, he’ll go through some scans again so we can measure changes in Roger post treatments #4, 5 & 6 (today’s). If he’s shrunk enough, then it is bye-bye CHOP and off to new adventures with the radiology department. That’s as far as I can dream right now. We here in cancer land have our own version of one day at a time.

Ah, I’m sure you can tell that I’m in one peach of a mood. Fact is, I’m tired. Dave’s tired. This is really gotten old. But we’re not giving in. Despite being the most twisted Valentine’s ever, there still are things to celebrate. We wanted to make sure the staff at OHC knew how much we appreciate them doing what they can to make this whole thing go away. Because Hallmark didn’t have an appropriate card for us to give to our wicked angel nurses, cookies seemed to fit the bill. ~ Jacqui

Oatmeal Blueberry Goodness

February 14, 2011 - Posted by daveandjacqui | Dave