They seem so wise.
I'm looking at maintenance infusion #5 of ... well, the recent CT and my last blood panel were marvelous, but since they don't count anything under 1cm best not to get cocky...
Oh, you know chemo does knock the hell out of you, and I guess different recipes have somewhat different side-effects, one that lingers is the enduring fatigue. It is now, rather like my "idle-speed" is set a few rpm lower and if I cross that line for any extended period it will cost me. Well, we have all had our brand of extreme sport, yet it now comes with limits. I have finally gotten off the bunny slopes, but there are days when I simply want to watch the bunnies and take it easy. Even at that there are days I hit the ground "flyin' low," the barnstorming years are bygones though there is certain to be an adventure or two hiding in my future. While I haven't swashed any buckles nor captured ships at sea there has been plenty of fighting going on in my body, and we used to call it "getting old." Well, there is some truth to that, but having seen people live to be well (and I mean WELL) over 80, I'm sure it is possible under the right conditions. What are those? You must set your own course on that formula, friend; if you consider the importance of pro-biotics in your diet, you might discover an important factor in recovering from illnesses that affect the digestion.
Somedays I have much more to talk about, but it goes on in my thoughts and I have to be at the keyboard to make that connection otherwise it disappears into cyberspace or social media comments or this little book I'm writing (which one? of a few...) some of which is song lyrics and ideas mixed with other notes of a chemo warrior. I offer it as I do myself in the hope that it may make some helpful difference somewhere down the line in someone's life, whatever that life may at that time be. What good is all the stuff one learns in life if there is no way to pass it on. Without those referential libraries of experience each generation is left to flounder on it's own, sink or swim. I guess if we keep re-inventing the wheel, it will finally turn out right. Still, in a culture encouraged to denigrate the histories of it's forebears we reject wisdom and replace it with inanity.
Yes, it is late, though in reality how late it really is we've yet to tell. I do intend to keep blogging, and I have made this promise to myself for you all, that I'd rather
say nothing than say a huge amount and say nothing.
