My oncologist says it is fine to have one CT scan per year now. We are doing well and there is no need for unnecessary radiation in my body. She said there is a recent study that too many X-rays can increase one's chance of secondary cancers. The magic number "they've" come up with is 15 in a lifetime, then, look out. I've counted 8 scans with cancer alone. Don't know how many I had before and predict 5-6 more in follow up. Not too worried, however, because I am already at increased risk for secondary cancers from radiation therapy. Although, "increased risk" is an ambiguous phrase. At any rate, I am happy to be cutting down to one per year.
Happy Holidays to all!
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Latest CT Scan is Clean Again!
I am beginning to sound like a broken record. My December CT scans look just like previous CT scans - no changes - and that's good.
We were off to a good start when I only needed to be stuck once for the IV. That hasn't happened since I began chemo. It wasn't a clean stick, but I'm not about to be fussy given my track record.
I will be going to my oncologist appointment next week. Once again, I don't really see a need, except that I need her to tell me I can now get one CT scan a year. I am at the 2 year clean point and I think that earns me a reprieve.
We were off to a good start when I only needed to be stuck once for the IV. That hasn't happened since I began chemo. It wasn't a clean stick, but I'm not about to be fussy given my track record.
I will be going to my oncologist appointment next week. Once again, I don't really see a need, except that I need her to tell me I can now get one CT scan a year. I am at the 2 year clean point and I think that earns me a reprieve.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Canceled my Oncologist appointment
I was supposed to see my oncologist yesterday for a check up. I didn't see the sense in spending the money. I've had several of these visits now and I can do all that she does myself! She asks me questions that I always answer "no" to and she feels my lymph nodes and spleen. I can feel my own lymph nodes and know by now what I'm feeling for. I'm much better at knowing my body and assessing my condition post cancer that I feel like I would catch anything she would in an appointment. Obviously, if I had concerns I'd go see her, but I don't. It can wait until my 6 month CT scan in Dec.
Friends have gaped at me when I tell them I've canceled my oncologist appointment and broke the traditional protocols. But, this is exactly what is wrong with our health care system. Doctors and hospitals over treat because financially it is in their favor, and we, the patients, are too afraid and/or ignorant to question them. It's only a $25 co-pay for me, but it's $300 for my insurance company. While I have no warm feelings for insurance companies, it's not fair for them to pay for something that is unnecessary. Their costs go up which in turn means my costs will too. I give them way too much already, thanks.
I am not afraid or ignorant of relapse because I've been through it once, right? I'm knowledgeable about lymphoma, but an expert on my body, which a doctor is not. I trust my judgement. The CT scans on the other hand allow us a view of the inside that neither I, nor my oncologist, can monitor. I do take those seriously. Again, if the scans are clean, I shouldn't need to make an appointment and see her. A phone call with the good news should be enough. If the scans are concerning, by all means make an appointment to discuss options face to face.
Friends have gaped at me when I tell them I've canceled my oncologist appointment and broke the traditional protocols. But, this is exactly what is wrong with our health care system. Doctors and hospitals over treat because financially it is in their favor, and we, the patients, are too afraid and/or ignorant to question them. It's only a $25 co-pay for me, but it's $300 for my insurance company. While I have no warm feelings for insurance companies, it's not fair for them to pay for something that is unnecessary. Their costs go up which in turn means my costs will too. I give them way too much already, thanks.
I am not afraid or ignorant of relapse because I've been through it once, right? I'm knowledgeable about lymphoma, but an expert on my body, which a doctor is not. I trust my judgement. The CT scans on the other hand allow us a view of the inside that neither I, nor my oncologist, can monitor. I do take those seriously. Again, if the scans are clean, I shouldn't need to make an appointment and see her. A phone call with the good news should be enough. If the scans are concerning, by all means make an appointment to discuss options face to face.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Sailing vacation shortened
I dropped off one sick Sadie with my parents last Tuesday in preparation for our sailing vacation on Wednesday. She was on the mend actually, but it worked too well and her bowels swung to the other end of the spectrum. She went days without a BM, but on the third day we rejoiced.
That's not the reason we aborted our 4 day vacation on the 2nd day, though. There were several phone calls back and forth about Sadie's condition, but ultimately we knew she was in good hands and my parents would do everything they could for her.
We came home early due to the gloom and doom forecast about Hurricane Bill. They were talking big seas on Saturday and rain and thunderstorms likely Friday night through Sunday. Naturally, being prudent mariners, we decided to stay closer to home so we could be in on Friday. As it turns out, there was no rain on Friday night and Saturday was gorgeous. Seas did lump up on Sunday, so we would have wanted to be in no later than Saturday. Frustrating.
The two days we had were gorgeous, however. Wednesday night we had a great sail over to North Haven and picked up a mooring. We met some friends who live there for drinks and dinner at Nebo Lodge. Fantastic food and atmosphere! Would highly recommend a meal or a stay there. thinking about going back for our one year anniversary in October.
Thursday was still and hot. We circumnavigated Deer Isle and ended up at the top (or bottom. I can never get this orientation right.) of the Eggemoggin Reach in Buck's Harbor that evening. We motored most of the way and sailed the last bit under the bridge. This is a famously warm harbor for swimming, but we were shocked just how warm the water was there that afternoon. It was 73 degrees a passing boater told us! So, we staying in swimming, bathed, and floated to our hearts content. We had tacos for dinner and several schooners came into the harbor, so we bummed dessert from the Mercantile. Dennis' friend is the captain.
Friday morning was so foggy. We lounged around making bacon and eggs for breakfast, played a game of Rummy, rowed ashore to visit with the owners of the marina there (also friends of Dennis'). By 11 o'clock the fog was persisting and remember we thought we had to be home in Rockland this day, so we set sail into the gray abyss. There was a breeze, then there wasn't, then there was....until we got close enough to the shore of North Haven. Then visibility improved and we got the hottest, most tropical breeze. It was very unusual, so we thought for sure this must be Bill's influence, reaffirming our decision to high tail it home. Eventually we had to leave the shore and head out across the bay. the fog grew thicker and the breeze cooler. As we approached Rockland, the radio was alive with vessels giving security calls so we all knew how much traffic was out there and where they all were. We heard fog horns of varying strengths intermixed with the distinct blasts from the two lighthouses at the mouth of the harbor. There were ferries, cruise ships, and other sailing boats all navigating into or out of Rockland with us. At one point we could hear voices, but could not see the vessel they were on! Sailing in fog certainly keeps you on your toes.
We pulled into the south end around 5:30-6pm, pulled all our wet stuff off the boat, and headed home to our warm, comfy bed. We both fell asleep on the couch that night. It was a good vacation even if we did listen to the weatherman and he was wrong. Better than not listening and he was right.
That's not the reason we aborted our 4 day vacation on the 2nd day, though. There were several phone calls back and forth about Sadie's condition, but ultimately we knew she was in good hands and my parents would do everything they could for her.
We came home early due to the gloom and doom forecast about Hurricane Bill. They were talking big seas on Saturday and rain and thunderstorms likely Friday night through Sunday. Naturally, being prudent mariners, we decided to stay closer to home so we could be in on Friday. As it turns out, there was no rain on Friday night and Saturday was gorgeous. Seas did lump up on Sunday, so we would have wanted to be in no later than Saturday. Frustrating.
The two days we had were gorgeous, however. Wednesday night we had a great sail over to North Haven and picked up a mooring. We met some friends who live there for drinks and dinner at Nebo Lodge. Fantastic food and atmosphere! Would highly recommend a meal or a stay there. thinking about going back for our one year anniversary in October.
Thursday was still and hot. We circumnavigated Deer Isle and ended up at the top (or bottom. I can never get this orientation right.) of the Eggemoggin Reach in Buck's Harbor that evening. We motored most of the way and sailed the last bit under the bridge. This is a famously warm harbor for swimming, but we were shocked just how warm the water was there that afternoon. It was 73 degrees a passing boater told us! So, we staying in swimming, bathed, and floated to our hearts content. We had tacos for dinner and several schooners came into the harbor, so we bummed dessert from the Mercantile. Dennis' friend is the captain.
Friday morning was so foggy. We lounged around making bacon and eggs for breakfast, played a game of Rummy, rowed ashore to visit with the owners of the marina there (also friends of Dennis'). By 11 o'clock the fog was persisting and remember we thought we had to be home in Rockland this day, so we set sail into the gray abyss. There was a breeze, then there wasn't, then there was....until we got close enough to the shore of North Haven. Then visibility improved and we got the hottest, most tropical breeze. It was very unusual, so we thought for sure this must be Bill's influence, reaffirming our decision to high tail it home. Eventually we had to leave the shore and head out across the bay. the fog grew thicker and the breeze cooler. As we approached Rockland, the radio was alive with vessels giving security calls so we all knew how much traffic was out there and where they all were. We heard fog horns of varying strengths intermixed with the distinct blasts from the two lighthouses at the mouth of the harbor. There were ferries, cruise ships, and other sailing boats all navigating into or out of Rockland with us. At one point we could hear voices, but could not see the vessel they were on! Sailing in fog certainly keeps you on your toes.
We pulled into the south end around 5:30-6pm, pulled all our wet stuff off the boat, and headed home to our warm, comfy bed. We both fell asleep on the couch that night. It was a good vacation even if we did listen to the weatherman and he was wrong. Better than not listening and he was right.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Finding Facebook
Recently I was coerced to join the famous social networking site Facebook. Didn't want to, but glad I did. I can see why it is a runaway success. You get to be a voyeur into your friends' lives, update your friends and family quickly and easily with just a couple lines of text, and you choose to talk or not. Talking is generally one liners or very small paragraphs. No, conversations are not deep or detailed, but it's better than a year of silence amongst friends because time gets away from us or we never have the time for a 2 hour "catch up" conversation.
So, that's where I've been. Facebook is the new blog. Friend me and get information faster than here. For instance, my sister had a baby girl five days ago. It's been all over Facebook with photos and details from minute one. (Melanie and Sean are avid FB users.) Her name is Isabella Deni Rodriguez and she weighed in at 6 lbs. 13oz. and 19 inches long. She is healthy and happily at home now after a false positive at the hospital for a bacterial infection that kept her there overnight while Mommy and Daddy went home. Mel said it was the worst night of her life to have to leave Izzy.
Last night we Skyped with the Rodriguez clan in NJ so we could see her "in action". She made some faces when Sean played with her mouth and opened her eyes to sneak a peak only once in 45 minutes. Otherwise she was still and sleeping, but fascinating to watch, nonetheless. I am just smitten, I guess.
Dennis and I are well. Arranging financing to do an addition this fall. we'd like to build an attached mudroom & garage. Half of the work we'll be doing ourselves. I am still dog walking and pet sitting, Dennis is working at SPS and as captain of a schooner in Boothbay Harbor two days a week. that last job keeps him sane. We've been daysailing on our boat, but itching to do an overnight. There's just no time off for us! However, we are hoping to take a short sailing vacation August 16 - 20. Then, we are going to NJ to see the precious girl over Labor Day.
Take Care everyone and really, there's more stuff to fill the gaps on FB.
So, that's where I've been. Facebook is the new blog. Friend me and get information faster than here. For instance, my sister had a baby girl five days ago. It's been all over Facebook with photos and details from minute one. (Melanie and Sean are avid FB users.) Her name is Isabella Deni Rodriguez and she weighed in at 6 lbs. 13oz. and 19 inches long. She is healthy and happily at home now after a false positive at the hospital for a bacterial infection that kept her there overnight while Mommy and Daddy went home. Mel said it was the worst night of her life to have to leave Izzy.
Last night we Skyped with the Rodriguez clan in NJ so we could see her "in action". She made some faces when Sean played with her mouth and opened her eyes to sneak a peak only once in 45 minutes. Otherwise she was still and sleeping, but fascinating to watch, nonetheless. I am just smitten, I guess.
Dennis and I are well. Arranging financing to do an addition this fall. we'd like to build an attached mudroom & garage. Half of the work we'll be doing ourselves. I am still dog walking and pet sitting, Dennis is working at SPS and as captain of a schooner in Boothbay Harbor two days a week. that last job keeps him sane. We've been daysailing on our boat, but itching to do an overnight. There's just no time off for us! However, we are hoping to take a short sailing vacation August 16 - 20. Then, we are going to NJ to see the precious girl over Labor Day.
Take Care everyone and really, there's more stuff to fill the gaps on FB.
Monday, June 1, 2009
She's Clean Folks!
Sis has been super busy with work (running a successful business will do that to you). She hasn't had time to update her blog in eons, so I figured I'd take a moment to post a very important announcement: Her latest scan's CLEAN!
I'm hoping she gets a dog transport gig that'll bring her down to Connecticut in a few weeks, because then she said since she's so close, she'll visit me, too!
She and Dennis have been planning their new garage and mudroom project and last weekend they attended a healthcare rally. Good stuff.
Here's hoping you all are doing well!
I'm hoping she gets a dog transport gig that'll bring her down to Connecticut in a few weeks, because then she said since she's so close, she'll visit me, too!
She and Dennis have been planning their new garage and mudroom project and last weekend they attended a healthcare rally. Good stuff.
Here's hoping you all are doing well!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
in brief
Hey there. Really quickly while I have a few moments - a brief update. My dog is still cute. Business is very good, especially this week, with school vacation. Not getting to snowboard as much as I'd like. But that's what Montana is for, I suppose. We are going on this Montana vacation in two weeks. Doesn't seem possible because I am so focused on what needs to happen right now. We keep hearing great things about Bozeman. I know it'll be awesome.
Dennis is still at his job, still not liking it. But, he's been more on the ball about looking for a boat. In fact, we drove up to Addison, Maine last Friday to look at a boat in progress. It is far away from being a boat, but it has frames and planking has begun. You can get a sense of her size and her size is good for running a windjammer business. It's just such a huge, expensive proposition and the seller is asking too much for it as she is. I don't care if we don't find the right boat right away. I'm just grateful that Dennis is making these motions. At least I know he really is thinking about his/our future and being ambitious.
My granddad is turning 90 this month. My sister's baby is the size of an avocado. That's about all the time I have folks. Sorry for the abruptness. As always, I'll post more ... uh, later.
Dennis is still at his job, still not liking it. But, he's been more on the ball about looking for a boat. In fact, we drove up to Addison, Maine last Friday to look at a boat in progress. It is far away from being a boat, but it has frames and planking has begun. You can get a sense of her size and her size is good for running a windjammer business. It's just such a huge, expensive proposition and the seller is asking too much for it as she is. I don't care if we don't find the right boat right away. I'm just grateful that Dennis is making these motions. At least I know he really is thinking about his/our future and being ambitious.
My granddad is turning 90 this month. My sister's baby is the size of an avocado. That's about all the time I have folks. Sorry for the abruptness. As always, I'll post more ... uh, later.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
destruction & construction in NJ
I've just gotten home from a long weekend at Sis's house in NJ. It was my working vacation - my RENOVA-CATION, if you will.
I'll explain, but first, we need to take a few steps back.
My sister and her husband are pregnant! I have not been holding out on you. I was held to secrecy against my will until just recently. She is in her second trimester and baby is doing great. So is Mama. Lucky woman did not get morning sickness. We are affectionately calling the baby "tadpole", still, even though he/she is now much bigger than a lime. It's just kinda stuck. Dunno why.
So, that said, Mel and Sean are doing some home renovating to make room for tadpole. They had this sunroom that was a 3-season porch at best. It was their intent to make that into a true living space and move the office. Then the office could be the guest bedroom, and the guest bedroom upstairs would become the baby's room.
So, Dennis packed up the Mazda with tools, vacuum, and guitar and we drove down to NJ last Friday night together. We arrived at 11:30pm. Started in on destroying the room the next day. It went well except for the rotten wall we discovered from water and termite damage. There were plants thriving in the disintegrated wood dust of timbers that were no more. Nonetheless, we felt accomplished and sore by the end of the day.
Sunday, we rebuilt that rotten wall and installed one of the four windows. It took all friggin' day. That was a bit disheartening and just like that we were off our schedule. But that was the worst wall and perhaps we could make up time on Monday.
Melanie was home with us Monday and Tuesday. The news got worse on Monday when we moved around the corner and discovered more rot and that the windows were all a bit too big. They were special orders and we HAD to make them work. Another day, another window.
Tuesday was my last day there and I only had unit 1pm. I had to catch a flight out of JFK for Portland at 3:50. Good news was that each successive wall was less rotten and less of it needed replacing. Bad news was that we were hoping to not touch the exterior shingles and it looks like they will be replacing all of them. By the time we removed shingles to fix rot and to fit the big windows, most of them were off anyway. Oh, and it was snowing on Tuesday. But, whatever, Dennis and I put all our windows in on cold, snowy days.
Miraculously, we put in the remaining two windows before 1, just barely. Melanie made us all sandwiches and we had a nice picnic in the car as we drove through the city.
Dennis is still in NJ plugging away at this renovation. He is way behind schedule and will likely be there into next week. It's a much bigger project than any of us imagined, but it will be a bright, cheery, toasty room when it is complete. Most importantly, it won't be rotten and falling down. At this point, it is sturdier and more water tight than it has ever been in it's lifetime. Dennis said that an actual contractor would have advised them to tear it all down and start the room over.
So, I'm batching it this week. Just me and the dog. I'll like it tonight, but I'm sure I'll miss him by tomorrow.
I'll explain, but first, we need to take a few steps back.
My sister and her husband are pregnant! I have not been holding out on you. I was held to secrecy against my will until just recently. She is in her second trimester and baby is doing great. So is Mama. Lucky woman did not get morning sickness. We are affectionately calling the baby "tadpole", still, even though he/she is now much bigger than a lime. It's just kinda stuck. Dunno why.
So, that said, Mel and Sean are doing some home renovating to make room for tadpole. They had this sunroom that was a 3-season porch at best. It was their intent to make that into a true living space and move the office. Then the office could be the guest bedroom, and the guest bedroom upstairs would become the baby's room.
So, Dennis packed up the Mazda with tools, vacuum, and guitar and we drove down to NJ last Friday night together. We arrived at 11:30pm. Started in on destroying the room the next day. It went well except for the rotten wall we discovered from water and termite damage. There were plants thriving in the disintegrated wood dust of timbers that were no more. Nonetheless, we felt accomplished and sore by the end of the day.
Sunday, we rebuilt that rotten wall and installed one of the four windows. It took all friggin' day. That was a bit disheartening and just like that we were off our schedule. But that was the worst wall and perhaps we could make up time on Monday.
Melanie was home with us Monday and Tuesday. The news got worse on Monday when we moved around the corner and discovered more rot and that the windows were all a bit too big. They were special orders and we HAD to make them work. Another day, another window.
Tuesday was my last day there and I only had unit 1pm. I had to catch a flight out of JFK for Portland at 3:50. Good news was that each successive wall was less rotten and less of it needed replacing. Bad news was that we were hoping to not touch the exterior shingles and it looks like they will be replacing all of them. By the time we removed shingles to fix rot and to fit the big windows, most of them were off anyway. Oh, and it was snowing on Tuesday. But, whatever, Dennis and I put all our windows in on cold, snowy days.
Miraculously, we put in the remaining two windows before 1, just barely. Melanie made us all sandwiches and we had a nice picnic in the car as we drove through the city.
Dennis is still in NJ plugging away at this renovation. He is way behind schedule and will likely be there into next week. It's a much bigger project than any of us imagined, but it will be a bright, cheery, toasty room when it is complete. Most importantly, it won't be rotten and falling down. At this point, it is sturdier and more water tight than it has ever been in it's lifetime. Dennis said that an actual contractor would have advised them to tear it all down and start the room over.
So, I'm batching it this week. Just me and the dog. I'll like it tonight, but I'm sure I'll miss him by tomorrow.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Happy New Year
Did the holidays seem to last a long time this year? I don't mean the retail push of Christmas in October, but the actual days we celebrated. No complaints here. It was great to be able to visit both families and spend several days with my sister and her husband. There was a warm up in the Northeast with rain and fog, so we spent our time indoors eating, watching movies, and playing games (Dance Dance & Scrabble). Fun stuff!
The New Year was fairly quite for us. We did go to a New Year's Eve party, but in typical Candace and Dennis fashion we called it a night before midnight. The party was lively, good food, and we talked extensively about skiing with a couple from Bethel. Alas, it was not enough to keep these fogies out all night. Besides, I was "working". We were taking care of a dog in our home for the week. So, we came home to the dogs, popped open a bottle of champagne that we couldn't remember when we got it or why, and toasted in the New Year on our sofa with the TV on. It was freakin' freezing (wind chill minus!) and we felt so sorry for the poor saps in Times Square. What on earth possesses people to call that fun?
The dogs were having their own New Years Eve celebration with some rowdy play fighting. Here's a shot of them just before midnight when on normal nights they are dead asleep.
Now it's back to the daily grind. We had the wheel bearing go on our Mazda while it sat for a week over Christmas. Because of the New Year holiday, it took over a week to get it repaired. No biggie. We managed just fine as a one car family. I enjoyed the routine of taking Dennis to work and picking him up.
I got my first ever facial. It was very relaxing until she started picking. "Extractions" they call it in the biz. Apparently I haven't been drinking enough water which causes some skin issues. I already knew I wasn't drinking enough. I could feel it elsewhere in my body. My day gets so busy sometimes that I don't have time to sip the water I bring with me. So, my number one resolution for 2009 is to hydrate more.
The pellet stove contributes to the dryness in the house. We are burning pellets primarily for heat because it is better for the environment - cleaner emissions. With oil prices down, It's not so much cheaper like it seemed it would be back in the summer. You'd think the pellet prices would fall as well, but so far we haven't seen it. Here's a bad photo taken with my computer's camera of our lovely stove. She's such a part of our daily lives, I think she needs a name. What shall we call her?
I hope everyone has a happy, healthy 2009 and that you've all made your new year's resolutions/goals. It's good to have goals, big and small, to strive toward. Never stop experimenting with bettering yourself, your life and the lives of those around you.
The New Year was fairly quite for us. We did go to a New Year's Eve party, but in typical Candace and Dennis fashion we called it a night before midnight. The party was lively, good food, and we talked extensively about skiing with a couple from Bethel. Alas, it was not enough to keep these fogies out all night. Besides, I was "working". We were taking care of a dog in our home for the week. So, we came home to the dogs, popped open a bottle of champagne that we couldn't remember when we got it or why, and toasted in the New Year on our sofa with the TV on. It was freakin' freezing (wind chill minus!) and we felt so sorry for the poor saps in Times Square. What on earth possesses people to call that fun?
The dogs were having their own New Years Eve celebration with some rowdy play fighting. Here's a shot of them just before midnight when on normal nights they are dead asleep.
Now it's back to the daily grind. We had the wheel bearing go on our Mazda while it sat for a week over Christmas. Because of the New Year holiday, it took over a week to get it repaired. No biggie. We managed just fine as a one car family. I enjoyed the routine of taking Dennis to work and picking him up.
I got my first ever facial. It was very relaxing until she started picking. "Extractions" they call it in the biz. Apparently I haven't been drinking enough water which causes some skin issues. I already knew I wasn't drinking enough. I could feel it elsewhere in my body. My day gets so busy sometimes that I don't have time to sip the water I bring with me. So, my number one resolution for 2009 is to hydrate more.
The pellet stove contributes to the dryness in the house. We are burning pellets primarily for heat because it is better for the environment - cleaner emissions. With oil prices down, It's not so much cheaper like it seemed it would be back in the summer. You'd think the pellet prices would fall as well, but so far we haven't seen it. Here's a bad photo taken with my computer's camera of our lovely stove. She's such a part of our daily lives, I think she needs a name. What shall we call her?
I hope everyone has a happy, healthy 2009 and that you've all made your new year's resolutions/goals. It's good to have goals, big and small, to strive toward. Never stop experimenting with bettering yourself, your life and the lives of those around you.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Pics
Here's an update through pics
Dennis after blowing in insulation in our attic. Note the fibers all over his face. I looked much the same with black in my nostrils.
The cute couple
Our tree this year
Dennis after blowing in insulation in our attic. Note the fibers all over his face. I looked much the same with black in my nostrils.
The cute couple
Our tree this year
Rub a Dub Dub - I'm Clean!
Merry Christmas to all! Christmas came a little early for my family this year and gave me the gift of peace as the latest CT scan showed no nodes whatsoever.
They call it a "wet" read of the scan because there is no formal report and it is a quick glance by the radiologist, but good enough to tell the patient so he or she is not worrying about the results for days on end. I did not know they could do this. I had my CT scan at 8am and they do a wet read so I know the results by my onc appointment at 10am. Same day! I'm upset they don't automatically always do this for patients. It's just the humane thing to do. Especially if there is no disease and no specifics need to be looked at more closely.
In theory, the wet read was supposed to have been done between my CT scan and the scheduled onc appointment. In reality, after I wait 30 mins. to see the onc, she comes in and asks, "Did you have a CT this morning?". Obviously, she has no results, and I bet Dennis while we waited that this exact thing would happen. Do I know this inefficient system or what? I can still say AARGH, though!
So, we waited some more while she called the radiologist, who had not even looked at the scan yet. We waited for the radiologist. I had to get back to work. As we were about to leave and just have her call with the results, the radiologist called back. Okay, it was worth the wait, but I can still say AARGH.
At least they took my blood for labs from the CT scan IV so I didn't have to be poked twice. That, of course, was my idea. It was bad enough getting the IV. My worst IV experience yet. Five holes in my arms and three different people trying. The CT techs NEVER get it. I should not let them even try anymore. They always call in the ER nurses. This time two of them.
Chuck was my hero that day. Just when I was ready to cancel it all and say I'd come back after I've downed gallons of water, he was in! He tapped a new vein I'll have to remember for next time. The old standbys seem tired and used up at this point. I don't help matters because I get so nervous that it's going to be a bad experience, I'm sure my blood pressure drops which makes finding a vein more difficult, and ultimately a bad experience. A self-fulfilling prophecy. Don't have to do it again for 6 mos. Yeah!
Funny thing is, at the hospital, we ran into Dennis' aunt and cousin whom he hasn't seen in 18 years. She was getting several scans and tests for her back pain. Wishing her best of luck.
As sister said, we are rejoicing with those who are celebrating being cancer-free this Christmas as well as thinking of those still working towards that freedom. Wishing all health and remissions for the new year.
They call it a "wet" read of the scan because there is no formal report and it is a quick glance by the radiologist, but good enough to tell the patient so he or she is not worrying about the results for days on end. I did not know they could do this. I had my CT scan at 8am and they do a wet read so I know the results by my onc appointment at 10am. Same day! I'm upset they don't automatically always do this for patients. It's just the humane thing to do. Especially if there is no disease and no specifics need to be looked at more closely.
In theory, the wet read was supposed to have been done between my CT scan and the scheduled onc appointment. In reality, after I wait 30 mins. to see the onc, she comes in and asks, "Did you have a CT this morning?". Obviously, she has no results, and I bet Dennis while we waited that this exact thing would happen. Do I know this inefficient system or what? I can still say AARGH, though!
So, we waited some more while she called the radiologist, who had not even looked at the scan yet. We waited for the radiologist. I had to get back to work. As we were about to leave and just have her call with the results, the radiologist called back. Okay, it was worth the wait, but I can still say AARGH.
At least they took my blood for labs from the CT scan IV so I didn't have to be poked twice. That, of course, was my idea. It was bad enough getting the IV. My worst IV experience yet. Five holes in my arms and three different people trying. The CT techs NEVER get it. I should not let them even try anymore. They always call in the ER nurses. This time two of them.
Chuck was my hero that day. Just when I was ready to cancel it all and say I'd come back after I've downed gallons of water, he was in! He tapped a new vein I'll have to remember for next time. The old standbys seem tired and used up at this point. I don't help matters because I get so nervous that it's going to be a bad experience, I'm sure my blood pressure drops which makes finding a vein more difficult, and ultimately a bad experience. A self-fulfilling prophecy. Don't have to do it again for 6 mos. Yeah!
Funny thing is, at the hospital, we ran into Dennis' aunt and cousin whom he hasn't seen in 18 years. She was getting several scans and tests for her back pain. Wishing her best of luck.
As sister said, we are rejoicing with those who are celebrating being cancer-free this Christmas as well as thinking of those still working towards that freedom. Wishing all health and remissions for the new year.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Squeaky Clean
Seasons Greetings everyone. Sis and I chatted the other night about how it is becoming increasingly difficult to update our blogs. We have happenings in our lives that are exciting for a moment and we think to blog about them, but by the time we actually get around to doing so, it's old news and not very exciting anymore. Forgive us for our delinquency with updates.
Sis has news that is supremely exciting and no passage of time can diminish that. This news is: HER SCAN CAME BACK CLEAN! We are talking spotless. The family is so happy and relieved. I tell you, this is the absolute best holiday present we could have received!!
I'll leave it to Sis to share more details if she so chooses, but I thought you all would love to hear this news ASAP.
Should you not hear from us before then, have a wonderful holiday and Happy New Year!!
Our thoughts go out to those who are still in the fight and we hope for a year of healing and health to all.
Sis has news that is supremely exciting and no passage of time can diminish that. This news is: HER SCAN CAME BACK CLEAN! We are talking spotless. The family is so happy and relieved. I tell you, this is the absolute best holiday present we could have received!!
I'll leave it to Sis to share more details if she so chooses, but I thought you all would love to hear this news ASAP.
Should you not hear from us before then, have a wonderful holiday and Happy New Year!!
Our thoughts go out to those who are still in the fight and we hope for a year of healing and health to all.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Up to Camp
Up to camp again this weekend for the last time this year. Weather is unseasonably warm. Temps in the high 50s during the day and only down to 44 at night. The camp stayed at 60 through the night. Downright toasty! I brought enough clothing for the great freeze; thus, it was mild.
There is a long dirt road into camp. When we were almost to the gate, we let Sadie out of the car to run along behind the car. At first she stood there just looking at us driving away, so I popped my head out the window and called. That got her moving and he sprinted all the way to the gate. Huffing and puffing, she jumped in the car so happy to see us. As we unpacked the car, she immediately found nasties to roll in mere feet from the camp. So, first order of business was a bath at the lake for Sadie. This is a dog that swims in the ocean in the winter, but the cold lake water actually chilled her core because back at camp her teeth chattered and she shivered.
A little later that afternoon, it was overcast but pleasant and we took a long walk with the dog in the afternoon. That warmed her up so she finished dried off and stopped shivering. Saw only one other camper who was just arriving. They said they’d be staying up until Tuesday. Lucky them.
So we kept fires going, played cribbage (Dennis one, Candace one), cooked, watched a movie on the computer. RELAXED. So glad we could get up here one more time.
On our way home, we will pick up our season’s passes at Sunday River. The snowboarding season has officially begun. Sunday River was open on Halloween, but this Indian summer weather pattern we’re in can’t be good for them. Dennis and I are hoping to ride at least one day over Thanksgiving weekend, likely Sunday, and we’ll be paying for it on Monday. No one likes the day after first day out. Oh, the agony. Early season muscle aches and sore feet and shins from wearing those boots again. You push through and it does get better.
There is a long dirt road into camp. When we were almost to the gate, we let Sadie out of the car to run along behind the car. At first she stood there just looking at us driving away, so I popped my head out the window and called. That got her moving and he sprinted all the way to the gate. Huffing and puffing, she jumped in the car so happy to see us. As we unpacked the car, she immediately found nasties to roll in mere feet from the camp. So, first order of business was a bath at the lake for Sadie. This is a dog that swims in the ocean in the winter, but the cold lake water actually chilled her core because back at camp her teeth chattered and she shivered.
A little later that afternoon, it was overcast but pleasant and we took a long walk with the dog in the afternoon. That warmed her up so she finished dried off and stopped shivering. Saw only one other camper who was just arriving. They said they’d be staying up until Tuesday. Lucky them.
So we kept fires going, played cribbage (Dennis one, Candace one), cooked, watched a movie on the computer. RELAXED. So glad we could get up here one more time.
On our way home, we will pick up our season’s passes at Sunday River. The snowboarding season has officially begun. Sunday River was open on Halloween, but this Indian summer weather pattern we’re in can’t be good for them. Dennis and I are hoping to ride at least one day over Thanksgiving weekend, likely Sunday, and we’ll be paying for it on Monday. No one likes the day after first day out. Oh, the agony. Early season muscle aches and sore feet and shins from wearing those boots again. You push through and it does get better.
Monday, November 3, 2008
Election Jitters
Okay. Enough heckling already from the sister gallery. I know, I know. A lot has been going on. This election has me on pins and needles. I'm so nervous about the outcome. Cautiously confident for Obama. Completely unsure of our ballot referendums.
In Maine we have a question on the ballot about taxing beer, wine, and soda in order to fund our state health insurance called Dirigo. I was on this insurance for treatment and am still on it. A few weeks ago I would have said without doubt that the "Yes on One" side, which would repeal the tax and thus the funding, was going to win. Big Beverage has been pouring $3.5 million into TV ads and print ads for months. In the last two weeks the "No on One" side has turned on its burners with ads, such as mine, and a grassroots effort to educate the public about the truth behind question one. Mel has provided a link to a website with my ad in the previous post if you want to see it. It's ridiculous how outspent we are, but I feel as though we are closing the gap. We'll see if Maine will put their money where their mouth is. When polled, some 61% of Mainers say they would pay more for a statewide health care coverage program.
Also, I am collecting signatures for a petition in support of single payer health care. While the Dirigo insurance has done me no wrong, it has its problems and critics. A completely new approach such as single payer health care might be the answer. It's basically Medicare for all. We all pay a percentage of our incomes for our right to health care, much like Canada's system. No more insurance premiums, no copays, you can see the doctor of your choice, and non-elective procedures and surgeries are completely covered. This is a relatively new movement but will definitely be gaining strength as health care in this country begins its reform hopefully under Obama.
My parents move into their new house November 14th and we're all gathering there for Thanksgiving. Can't wait for that. Dennis, Sadie, and I are actually going up the weekend before to help cobble together a walkway to the front door among other small projects. It's so fun to see and hear how excited those two are about their house project.
Business is holding steady for me. So far, no bad affects from the economy, knock on wood. Dennis is still employed for the time being. We are very resourceful up here in Maine, so we are not fearing the worst should it come to that. I do fear for my dear sister and her husband in New York. Although, if anything should happen to their current jobs, they are in the best job market I suppose. Taking it day by day. I personally knew no one affected by the economy until I read a fellow Hodgkin's survivor's post that she was laid off. Now it's getting closer to home.
There you go. A mixed bag post of happy beginnings for my parents and nervousness feelings over the future. Until next time... hopefully not so long from now.
In Maine we have a question on the ballot about taxing beer, wine, and soda in order to fund our state health insurance called Dirigo. I was on this insurance for treatment and am still on it. A few weeks ago I would have said without doubt that the "Yes on One" side, which would repeal the tax and thus the funding, was going to win. Big Beverage has been pouring $3.5 million into TV ads and print ads for months. In the last two weeks the "No on One" side has turned on its burners with ads, such as mine, and a grassroots effort to educate the public about the truth behind question one. Mel has provided a link to a website with my ad in the previous post if you want to see it. It's ridiculous how outspent we are, but I feel as though we are closing the gap. We'll see if Maine will put their money where their mouth is. When polled, some 61% of Mainers say they would pay more for a statewide health care coverage program.
Also, I am collecting signatures for a petition in support of single payer health care. While the Dirigo insurance has done me no wrong, it has its problems and critics. A completely new approach such as single payer health care might be the answer. It's basically Medicare for all. We all pay a percentage of our incomes for our right to health care, much like Canada's system. No more insurance premiums, no copays, you can see the doctor of your choice, and non-elective procedures and surgeries are completely covered. This is a relatively new movement but will definitely be gaining strength as health care in this country begins its reform hopefully under Obama.
My parents move into their new house November 14th and we're all gathering there for Thanksgiving. Can't wait for that. Dennis, Sadie, and I are actually going up the weekend before to help cobble together a walkway to the front door among other small projects. It's so fun to see and hear how excited those two are about their house project.
Business is holding steady for me. So far, no bad affects from the economy, knock on wood. Dennis is still employed for the time being. We are very resourceful up here in Maine, so we are not fearing the worst should it come to that. I do fear for my dear sister and her husband in New York. Although, if anything should happen to their current jobs, they are in the best job market I suppose. Taking it day by day. I personally knew no one affected by the economy until I read a fellow Hodgkin's survivor's post that she was laid off. Now it's getting closer to home.
There you go. A mixed bag post of happy beginnings for my parents and nervousness feelings over the future. Until next time... hopefully not so long from now.
No on One
Candace recently did an ad for "No on One," which is an attempt by the manufacturers of beer, soda and wine to repeal a beverage tax that helps fund the Dirigo Health Program. Sis was able to afford health care thanks to Dirigo (she joined a month before being diagnosed with Hodgkins Lymphoma).
The beverage industry has been pumping millions into "Yes on One" with the simple slogan "Are you tired of taxes? Vote Yes on one." Nowhere do they state that this tax will fund such an important health care program.
You can see Candace's ad here. Her ad is the second one on the page. It's so cool to see her in it!
She is sort of like the poster child for the program because without it, she couldn't have received the care she did and she may not have won her battle with cancer. She's been very active in meeting with her local representative and fighting to keep the program alive.
It's a frightening prospect to think that the health care program could lose its funding, so I HOPE HOPE HOPE Mainers vote No tomorrow!
The beverage industry has been pumping millions into "Yes on One" with the simple slogan "Are you tired of taxes? Vote Yes on one." Nowhere do they state that this tax will fund such an important health care program.
You can see Candace's ad here. Her ad is the second one on the page. It's so cool to see her in it!
She is sort of like the poster child for the program because without it, she couldn't have received the care she did and she may not have won her battle with cancer. She's been very active in meeting with her local representative and fighting to keep the program alive.
It's a frightening prospect to think that the health care program could lose its funding, so I HOPE HOPE HOPE Mainers vote No tomorrow!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Just a Teaser...
Sister's wedding was amazing - we had gorgeous weather and lots of fun. I'll let her tell you all about it when she gets back from her week at camp. For now, you'll have to settle for this photo!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Good Check Up
Hey all one or two of you still reading! How's it going? Last Wednesday we, Dennis and I, went to see my oncologist, or so I thought. Turns out my oncologist took a leave of absence for an indeterminate amount of time starting in August. Okaaay, whatever. So, we saw another onc in the practice that we actually both liked better. Go figure. Anyway, she did a physical exam and I checked out great, lump-free, spleen normal sized, etc. And the most important thing we did at the appointment is decide to get my CT scan and the follow up interpretation of said CT scan on the SAME DAY. I didn't know we could do that! Why didn't anyone suggest this before?! See, this onc, drives up to the hospital in Belfast, just north of us, regularly, so she knows how far it is for us. This is why we like her. She has common sense. So, my CT and next onc appointment is scheduled for December 11.
Now it is full speed ahead with the wedding which is less than two weeks away. It's crunch time and it feels like there is so much left to do. My lifelines of sister and mom can't help me with all this little stuff because it is buying and arranging locally. I've been testing and inquiring about wines and beer, getting utensils and serving dishes, chicken, lobsters. This weekend is getting decorations, cleaning the house in preparation for company, and getting more and more food. Gotta make a guest "book" and evergreen garland to boot! The pen is flowing freely over the checkbook now. Woo-hoo! That is fun.
Tomorrow I am getting my haircut for the first time since chemo. I debated getting it cut at all. I still think it looks cute as is and am still curious what it would look like long and curly. There's time for that. Right now, I feel a little scraggly and would get an esteem boost with a new cut, so I'm going for it. I will take some pictures and post them afterward.
Let me give you a Morgan's garden update while I'm rambling. The garden was a huge success! Right now it is dying...because it's time, not because I'm killing it. We got oodles of green beans, many beets, tons of carrots, and a plethora of tomatoes. I've been harvesting and freezing like mad. Made 24 servings of spaghetti sauce, chopping 32 cups of tomatoes! We are making the lasagna for the wedding with my sauce. The herbs did great too. I have frozen some basil and will need to do something with the rosemary and parsley soon - dry, freeze, or transplant and bring indoors. I will not lie. It has been a lot of work. I can understand why many people don't do this for themselves anymore. I have been liking the squirreling of food. I feel like I am being self-sufficient and doing what my grandmothers would have done. With the future of this economy up in the air, this life skill of living off the land might come in handy.
Now it is full speed ahead with the wedding which is less than two weeks away. It's crunch time and it feels like there is so much left to do. My lifelines of sister and mom can't help me with all this little stuff because it is buying and arranging locally. I've been testing and inquiring about wines and beer, getting utensils and serving dishes, chicken, lobsters. This weekend is getting decorations, cleaning the house in preparation for company, and getting more and more food. Gotta make a guest "book" and evergreen garland to boot! The pen is flowing freely over the checkbook now. Woo-hoo! That is fun.
Tomorrow I am getting my haircut for the first time since chemo. I debated getting it cut at all. I still think it looks cute as is and am still curious what it would look like long and curly. There's time for that. Right now, I feel a little scraggly and would get an esteem boost with a new cut, so I'm going for it. I will take some pictures and post them afterward.
Let me give you a Morgan's garden update while I'm rambling. The garden was a huge success! Right now it is dying...because it's time, not because I'm killing it. We got oodles of green beans, many beets, tons of carrots, and a plethora of tomatoes. I've been harvesting and freezing like mad. Made 24 servings of spaghetti sauce, chopping 32 cups of tomatoes! We are making the lasagna for the wedding with my sauce. The herbs did great too. I have frozen some basil and will need to do something with the rosemary and parsley soon - dry, freeze, or transplant and bring indoors. I will not lie. It has been a lot of work. I can understand why many people don't do this for themselves anymore. I have been liking the squirreling of food. I feel like I am being self-sufficient and doing what my grandmothers would have done. With the future of this economy up in the air, this life skill of living off the land might come in handy.
Friday, September 19, 2008
Hodge Anniversary
I did think of it on the day, September 12, my Mom's birthday, but just briefly. A year ago September 12 I got the news from the surgeon that my biopsy showed Reed-Sternberg cells indicative of Hodgkin's. It doesn't seem possible that a whole year's gone by. A day like that stays in your memories with so much detail you could swear it was just yesterday. Yet, other times I think about what we all went through last winter and that DOES seem like ages ago. In fact, I ask myself if that all really happened to me.
I think it's good to remember my treatments, surgeries, side effects, support from friends and family, my attitude, all the emotions. I have to say I must have been at my best then which is a good thing to remember. It certainly is empowering to have conquered cancer and I should use it as a tool more often. I don't talk about it enough. Is it because it can still get me? I'm in remission and I feel strong and healthier as a person now, but ... We don't like to think about it. I tend to downplay the whole ordeal because so many people have and had it worse, but it WAS a big deal.
The other day I was checking out at the grocery and the cashier noticed that my hair was growing back in nicely. People that don't know I had cancer will say "cute haircut". She specifically said growing back. I didn't remember her, but apparently she remembered me from this winter. I was caught off guard a bit that a stranger knew I had cancer. She knew something private about me. Then, I let that be alright (I was practically bald. I'm sure more strangers know than I think). It felt good to be connected to this stranger. I wanted to talk her more. Perhaps she was also a cancer survivor. But there was a line. That was a very nice thing she did for me. For a moment I felt vulnerable and exposed and then I was okay with it and we connected.
Life lesson #whatever: Embrace being vulnerable and exposed and you open yourself up to making connections and feeling exactly the opposite which is safe.
I think it's good to remember my treatments, surgeries, side effects, support from friends and family, my attitude, all the emotions. I have to say I must have been at my best then which is a good thing to remember. It certainly is empowering to have conquered cancer and I should use it as a tool more often. I don't talk about it enough. Is it because it can still get me? I'm in remission and I feel strong and healthier as a person now, but ... We don't like to think about it. I tend to downplay the whole ordeal because so many people have and had it worse, but it WAS a big deal.
The other day I was checking out at the grocery and the cashier noticed that my hair was growing back in nicely. People that don't know I had cancer will say "cute haircut". She specifically said growing back. I didn't remember her, but apparently she remembered me from this winter. I was caught off guard a bit that a stranger knew I had cancer. She knew something private about me. Then, I let that be alright (I was practically bald. I'm sure more strangers know than I think). It felt good to be connected to this stranger. I wanted to talk her more. Perhaps she was also a cancer survivor. But there was a line. That was a very nice thing she did for me. For a moment I felt vulnerable and exposed and then I was okay with it and we connected.
Life lesson #whatever: Embrace being vulnerable and exposed and you open yourself up to making connections and feeling exactly the opposite which is safe.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Bridal Shower and Family Time
Well, as I suspected, the bridal shower was a lot of fun and I did figure out its purpose. For someone not comfortable being the center of attention, it offered a test run for the "big day". Sort of. I know I can handle a group of 10, now multiply that by 10 and I'm in a totally new ball game. Actually, from what married folk tell me, it goes by way to fast for you to remember feeling one way or the other about being "it". That's what I'm hoping for along with a bit of attitude that this is my day and I plan on having fun.
The shower was held at the Maloneys' house in Falmouth. The Maloneys are my Mom's bosses and they have a beautiful, big house and the perfect stage for a party. They happened to be out of town Labor Day weekend, so we played at living the high life. Their backyard was well landscaped with a big deck, nice patio furniture, outdoor speakers, and a pool for ambiance - no one brought suits:( Mom did a marvelous job at catering, too marvelous, as usual. I'm sure they were eating leftovers all week. We ate, drank, played Bridal Bingo complete with prizes, opened gifts, and ate cake. Woo-hoo! Very traditional, I guess, but also very fun. Gifts included nighties, a bread machine, dishes, kitchen gadgets, an informative book for the female "O" (Thanks HIls!), and gift cards for more great stuff. Many thanks to my generous and thoughtful family, Mel and Mom, for throwing me an awesome bridal shower. I keep telling them they should team up and do this for a living. They are THAT good. See why I feel like the big day is in very competent hands and I have so few worries? I've got the best support possible.
Here are some photos of the party.
After the party, I got to spend some quality time with my family. I got proof that my city sister is still a little bit country. Mel and I bunked in the camper far away from the house, or at least that is what it feels like when you have to pee in the middle of the night. Half asleep and wanting to stay that way, neither one of us made the trek all the way up to the house when there was perfect pitch darkness right outside the camper. Gotta love camping!
Also over the weekend, we drove into North Conway, NH for some shopping and found a lot of the wedding decorations there. I was so pleased to get a lot of wedding stuff done and out of the way when Mel was there. She made it easier to make decisions, someone to corroborate yays or nays. One last pic of my lovely family taken that weekend.
The shower was held at the Maloneys' house in Falmouth. The Maloneys are my Mom's bosses and they have a beautiful, big house and the perfect stage for a party. They happened to be out of town Labor Day weekend, so we played at living the high life. Their backyard was well landscaped with a big deck, nice patio furniture, outdoor speakers, and a pool for ambiance - no one brought suits:( Mom did a marvelous job at catering, too marvelous, as usual. I'm sure they were eating leftovers all week. We ate, drank, played Bridal Bingo complete with prizes, opened gifts, and ate cake. Woo-hoo! Very traditional, I guess, but also very fun. Gifts included nighties, a bread machine, dishes, kitchen gadgets, an informative book for the female "O" (Thanks HIls!), and gift cards for more great stuff. Many thanks to my generous and thoughtful family, Mel and Mom, for throwing me an awesome bridal shower. I keep telling them they should team up and do this for a living. They are THAT good. See why I feel like the big day is in very competent hands and I have so few worries? I've got the best support possible.
Here are some photos of the party.
After the party, I got to spend some quality time with my family. I got proof that my city sister is still a little bit country. Mel and I bunked in the camper far away from the house, or at least that is what it feels like when you have to pee in the middle of the night. Half asleep and wanting to stay that way, neither one of us made the trek all the way up to the house when there was perfect pitch darkness right outside the camper. Gotta love camping!
Also over the weekend, we drove into North Conway, NH for some shopping and found a lot of the wedding decorations there. I was so pleased to get a lot of wedding stuff done and out of the way when Mel was there. She made it easier to make decisions, someone to corroborate yays or nays. One last pic of my lovely family taken that weekend.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Incommunicado, Part II
I have been having just too much fun this summer to blog. I guess that's a good thing, right? Every weekend has been full of sailing on Biscuit, work, or road trips. This blog is not the only thing on the back burner. It's in good company with housekeeping, bookkeeping, washing the car, and my sister would argue wedding planning. Our summers are so short that my priority, justifiably, is to have fun and enjoy as much as I can. It is exhausting, though. Summer is coming to a close soon and with it the hectic schedule, I hope. I am already having snowy, snowboarding longings.
This Labor Day weekend is my bridal shower. I'm excited to see my family and friends and eat cake! The reason for our get together seems kinda silly to me, though. What is a bridal shower? What are we celebrating here? Regardless of my confusion, I am going to have a good time.
Then, It's time to seriously get down to business with the wedding planning. I feel it is completely under control with my sister officially my official wedding coordinator. Nothing unofficial about it. I am the first to admit we are not big planners, Dennis and I. I am so grateful for the help.
Ugh! It's getting late (my late, like 9pm) and I'm losing steam. Can i get a raincheck for finishing this entry? Thanks! Goodnight.
This Labor Day weekend is my bridal shower. I'm excited to see my family and friends and eat cake! The reason for our get together seems kinda silly to me, though. What is a bridal shower? What are we celebrating here? Regardless of my confusion, I am going to have a good time.
Then, It's time to seriously get down to business with the wedding planning. I feel it is completely under control with my sister officially my official wedding coordinator. Nothing unofficial about it. I am the first to admit we are not big planners, Dennis and I. I am so grateful for the help.
Ugh! It's getting late (my late, like 9pm) and I'm losing steam. Can i get a raincheck for finishing this entry? Thanks! Goodnight.
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