Aaaaannnnddd that is why Casey Jo is generally a quiet person. She's learned to double and triple-check her thoughts before random, odd things come spewing out of her mouth (or off the tips of her fingers). The combo of ambien, percocet, and insomnia apparently removes those checks. Sorry.
=)
Merry Xmas everyone! Or Happy Holidays, or Peace in the New Year, or Best Wishes for you and your loved ones at this solstice time of fresh hope and renewal. I hope to see most of you, for those I don't, know that you're in my thoughts.
Cheers
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Nineteenth
Spacey Casey, intrepid space explorer, has been cruising, wandering aimlessly for days with a meager and unappetizing food supply.
Alas! In the middle of another sleepless night Spacey Casey crash lands in the crater KI-chin, on the planet Kahn-doh 48.
She wanders from surface to surface, exploring all nooks and crannies, and braving cold interiors searching for something to sustain her.
Spacey Casey is lucky! A grayish-pink fish leaps out of a lower cavern to be eaten.
Unfortunately the fish is covered by a hard, silver skin and resists all attempts to open it.
Astoundingly, Spacey Casey's trusted laser pistol is recovered from another cranny and quickly works its way around the edge of the skin with a "Pop! brrr brrr brrr" noise.
Zounds! The peskiest inhabitant of this planet, the dreaded Snicker-dawg, has heard the crack of the fish opening, and appears to demand its share.
Spacey Casey kneels next to a lavishly decorated mat which contains a polished metal bowl to make her offering of the juice to the dreaded Snicker-dawg, murmuring plattitudes to the creature.
Even so the dreaded Snicker-dawg consumes the offering before Spacey Casey has finished preparing her fish, and tackles the hungry explorer, poking and prodding and demanding more of the scanty meal.
Summoning the last of her strength, Spacey Casey leaps to her feet and banishes the dreaded Snicker-dawg to the cold of the Pat-ee-oh, and finishes her meal in peace.
Ahhh. Nourishment for the coming hectic days.
Yet wait...
A presence stirs in the dark caverns above...
Has Spacey Casey disturbed the Queen of this Kahn-doh 48?
Can she survive the coming confrontation with the sleepy, overworked Queen?
Tune in next week for another rambling episode of, "Casey Jo Should Sleep More"!
(Donations being accepted to produce it in 3D!)
Alas! In the middle of another sleepless night Spacey Casey crash lands in the crater KI-chin, on the planet Kahn-doh 48.
She wanders from surface to surface, exploring all nooks and crannies, and braving cold interiors searching for something to sustain her.
Spacey Casey is lucky! A grayish-pink fish leaps out of a lower cavern to be eaten.
Unfortunately the fish is covered by a hard, silver skin and resists all attempts to open it.
Astoundingly, Spacey Casey's trusted laser pistol is recovered from another cranny and quickly works its way around the edge of the skin with a "Pop! brrr brrr brrr" noise.
Zounds! The peskiest inhabitant of this planet, the dreaded Snicker-dawg, has heard the crack of the fish opening, and appears to demand its share.
Spacey Casey kneels next to a lavishly decorated mat which contains a polished metal bowl to make her offering of the juice to the dreaded Snicker-dawg, murmuring plattitudes to the creature.
Even so the dreaded Snicker-dawg consumes the offering before Spacey Casey has finished preparing her fish, and tackles the hungry explorer, poking and prodding and demanding more of the scanty meal.
Summoning the last of her strength, Spacey Casey leaps to her feet and banishes the dreaded Snicker-dawg to the cold of the Pat-ee-oh, and finishes her meal in peace.
Ahhh. Nourishment for the coming hectic days.
Yet wait...
A presence stirs in the dark caverns above...
Has Spacey Casey disturbed the Queen of this Kahn-doh 48?
Can she survive the coming confrontation with the sleepy, overworked Queen?
Tune in next week for another rambling episode of, "Casey Jo Should Sleep More"!
(Donations being accepted to produce it in 3D!)
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Eighteenth
My wound got smaller this week! Only millimeters smaller, but hey, I'll take it.
I went to the wound clinic today and they did measurements. There's a new ring of pale tissue around the sore, which I took to be dying tissue, but they tell me it's the pale and slightly pink color of new skin trying to grow.
It's kind of exciting, especially after last week when doc after doc pretty much said they can't fix me. I mean, I know I'm not going to be miraculously cured, but it was a bummer to hear it out loud from a lot of people last week. I was hoping in the back of my head that they'd at least be able to staple this stupid sore shut. Added to that was some personal stuff, and there've been bumps in our finances (like everybody else these days, it's insane out there) - anyway, it was a shitty week, so sorry if I was a downer to anyone I chatted with.
Cheers, and if I don't see you in the next couple of weeks, Merry Christmas!
I went to the wound clinic today and they did measurements. There's a new ring of pale tissue around the sore, which I took to be dying tissue, but they tell me it's the pale and slightly pink color of new skin trying to grow.
It's kind of exciting, especially after last week when doc after doc pretty much said they can't fix me. I mean, I know I'm not going to be miraculously cured, but it was a bummer to hear it out loud from a lot of people last week. I was hoping in the back of my head that they'd at least be able to staple this stupid sore shut. Added to that was some personal stuff, and there've been bumps in our finances (like everybody else these days, it's insane out there) - anyway, it was a shitty week, so sorry if I was a downer to anyone I chatted with.
Cheers, and if I don't see you in the next couple of weeks, Merry Christmas!
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Seventeenth
Howdy
So, no surgery for me. There are the concerns with infection and drainage, but also, a plastic surgeon would have to cut a flap of skin from my hip and swing it over (leaving some of it attached for the blood supply) to try and cover the hole from the tumor removal. It's just too major a surgery for someone who has cancer elsewhere - it's just not feasible to go through all that to remove this one tumor, when others could pop up anywhere else at anytime.
I'll start a new chemo drug called Gemzar next week to try and slow or halt the growth. It's a weekly infusion again. I'll also go back to the wound clinic to see if they can come up with a long-term plan to treat my wound.
Otherwise, things are just same-old around here. Sandra's mom gave us a new xmas tree, a really nice one. I've been working on lights for a week now lol. But it's the kind of tree that we can leave the lights on when we put it away, so I won't have to do this again next year. Yay!
Cheers
So, no surgery for me. There are the concerns with infection and drainage, but also, a plastic surgeon would have to cut a flap of skin from my hip and swing it over (leaving some of it attached for the blood supply) to try and cover the hole from the tumor removal. It's just too major a surgery for someone who has cancer elsewhere - it's just not feasible to go through all that to remove this one tumor, when others could pop up anywhere else at anytime.
I'll start a new chemo drug called Gemzar next week to try and slow or halt the growth. It's a weekly infusion again. I'll also go back to the wound clinic to see if they can come up with a long-term plan to treat my wound.
Otherwise, things are just same-old around here. Sandra's mom gave us a new xmas tree, a really nice one. I've been working on lights for a week now lol. But it's the kind of tree that we can leave the lights on when we put it away, so I won't have to do this again next year. Yay!
Cheers
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