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Perpetual Ruminations
#1098550 added October 3, 2025 at 1:11pm
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Eighth Day Update
| Eight days, or about a week after my last entry, and things are going well. Well, as well as can be expected. We've been having summer weather so far and taking advantage of the warmth, sunshine, and opportunity to spend more time outdoors. Usually, we take a nice country drive to enjoy the fall colors, but we plan it so we end up at one of the two state parks we live close to. We bring the two dogs, and with it being late in the year, we can usually find a spot where the dogs can run leash-free for a while, usually by the lake or the river, so they can enjoy the water. Knowing I was going to restart my chemo infusions on Monday, September 29, I wanted to take advantage of the time, knowing once the infusions started again, I wouldn't feel the best. So, I've been out visiting, celebrating my mother-in-law's 91st birthday, and just enjoying the sunshine and fresh air. So far, the effects of the chemo aren't too bad: tiredness and disequilibrium. I've also had some issues with feeling queasy and nauseous, mostly from being so dizzy. But the meds they gave me help, and I'm pushing through. The biggest problem now is my inability to eat very much, which makes it difficult to meet my daily nutritional needs, even with supplements. But I'm doing pretty well according to my last set of lab tests. Protein is the biggest issue, since the chemo wipes out my blood counts so much. I'm still experimenting with ways to increase my protein levels. |
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About The Author
My writing doesn't follow any set genre, it's interdependent of my mood and all that's taking place in life. I'm still finding myself, what I write constitutes the markers along the path of that journey. With time, many things will manifest in my work and perhaps I will pursue one or two genres. For now, it's not, "What type of writing is my passion?"
"Writing is my passion."
