On My Way to Oman

In London airport, on way to Oman. If this goes well, this could be
Julie's and my retirement. If not, then just and interesting and
profitable trip, hopefully. Writing this post from my phone.

Lots of languages and nationalities at this airport, Heathrow, and at
this gate. Cold in the airport.

Ashton knew I was leaving. When I came to bed, he moved from between
us to the otherside of Julie. He then asked to go out. He went to
his dog house and spent the night, Wednesday night. I left the door
ajar and he came back in about Sunrise and put his head on my
shoulder. He stuck close to me all day and drove with me to take
Julie to her chemo twice, lab mess up. Julie finally drove herself.
The benidriol makes her sleepy that they give with chemo, but I had to
leave for the Philly airport with olesia.

Boarding.

Leaving for Oman

To all,

 

Leaving for Oman today.  Daughter leaving for college tomorrow.  She is in a panic because all of her stuff won't fit in one car.  Her sister is coming down to help her, but they won't both fit with her stuff in the car. 

 

Julie's chemo got put off until this afternoon or tomorrow because the lab work on her blood was not back.  I'm afraid she will try to help Olesia too soon after her chemo session.  Don't trust her driving on the day of the chemo.

 

Everyone seems more stressed than Julie. 

 

 

I assume it will all work out.  Got to get ready for airport.

 

 

Robert

 

P.S. Janice came by, Julie needs to feed her cat while she is gone for a week.  Everyone counts on Julie.

In Wyoming .... Julie sounded tired

Julie sounded tired tonight. She took herself and our daughter, Olesia, to the doctor today and then moved all the bookshelfs in the basement. I asked her if her or Olesia could pick me up at the airport at 4:40pm tomorrow and she said she would see, which means that she is really tired and not able. I told her I would round up a ride or take a shuttle ... She asked me to take the train and I reminded her that she took me to Philly not Baltimore. She said she didn't remember. Of course, small things like this make me worry. Also, they could not do a chemo treatment this week because her red blood count was too low ... 8.4? vs 10 min vs 16? normal. Yea, and that made me worry too ...

I leave for Oman when I get back from Wyoming. Trying to make a few quick bucks before I need to stay home all the time and care for her.

As you can tell, I am tired and as usual, I write when I am worried.

from Wyoming.

Robert

Julie's Tougher Than Most

Sorry for the long absence from the blog. In general, when I don't write I am either very busy and/or everything is going great. In this case it is both.

Julie is doing exceptionally well with tolerating her chemo. You can see that Dr. Hosford is encouraged. Julie's breathing has improved to the point that they are saying we can give up the oxygen. We are holding on to it -- kind of like a lifeline. They are talking about more chemo treatments than originally. I think the general game plan is to give a person as much chemo as they can tolerate. The doctor is talking about six cycles. Each cycle is the full cocktail chemo, two lighter cocktails chemos and a week off. She has had 5 of 18 for you math majors.

The doctor wants to take a quick peek as she said to see how the tumors are doing between the current cycle of treatment and the next with a quick cat scan. We are wishing the tumors are doing poorly.

They also biosped the tumor in her "artifical breast." We assume it will be the same kind of cancer that they took out of her lymph gland. We don't the results or the options to deal with this 2.75 cm lump that everyone missed for five years of mamograms and ultrasounds.

We are all doing well. We enjoyed a visit from my son last week. He was here, then puff he was gone. We did alot around the house and then was gone. A rock garden in the back reminds me he was hear and brings a smile everytime I walk outside. It was his gift to us. Sweet.

I am going out of town next week. Julie is coughing up stairs, which distracts my line of thought. I will be gone Monday morning (4 am) until late Wednesday night. I hope you all take care of Julie. It is a test for my trip to Wyoming the next week and my trip to Oman the following month. Maybe one more trip to somewhere else ... I wasn't listening well when DR mentioned it. Anyway, let's concentrate on this week. I appreciate without measure all the help so far.

Eva and Suzanne are talking about coming by on Tuesday. Good on ya, as they say in Australia.