Premiere Week

You'll have to forgive my recent lack of attention to the blog but as you probably guess, I've been diving into some of my favorite shows as they return for the fall. Monday was House, Tuesday - NCIS (thanks to K for getting me addicted to that! *smirk*) and tonight was Grey's Anatomy and Project Runway. Luckily, most come on after L has taken to the bed for the evening. Never fear... L's needs come first. (But I do try to fit them into the commercials. I'm a horrible daughter - I know!)

So let me give you the recap of our week here on Daleview Way. L and I have been holding down the fort alone all week.  Tuesday, he had his chemo treatment in the late morning. As we were about to leave, I go to grab something off my desk in the living room and what do I see?? A huge trail of ants leading from the wall by the window to my lunch bag which is sitting on the floor by my desk. Wheat thins and peanut butter sandwich cookies leading to a legit Ant-festation... What's a girl to do??!? So I holler for L to figure out what to do but he felt torn just like I was. We had to get going in order to be on time for the appointment but we don't just wanna let the ants pig out all day while we were gone. After a few minutes discussion, we decided to just get going and deal with the intruders when we got back.

While we were at the office, we had a good chat with Dr. T and it seems like we're looking forward to about 8 rounds of chemo. One round is two weeks on and one week off so at 3 weeks a pop, we're looking at 24 weeks, aka 6 months. So my guess is that L will be nearly back to his old self by New Year's and in remission by the time I turn 30 (April 17th -- for all those who want to get an early start on shopping for the perfect present. Prank! Hehe.) :) Anyway, it's the type of cancer that comes and goes so there will be different treatment after it's gone a while and then returns. Dr. T is very optimistic, though, about the rate of study of Myeloma and thinks that there may be new, even better treatments by the time L would need a second round. Until then, we'll be prayerful that he is right about that. Also, we want to pray that once the first round of treatment is over, that L will have a long time where he's healthy and not going in for treatments.

So that was the chat with Dr. T and I got some work done in the lobby while L got his infusions. On the way home, we stopped at L's favorite little Asian restaurant for lunch. We both got lunch specials... chicken w/ mushroom for L and avocado sushi for me. We checked on the ants when we got home... I guess they were fat and lazy and back taking a nap at the crib because there were fewer but there were still enough to be concerned about (not that we could have forgotten about the pile from the morning), so we called the pest people and made an appt for them to come the next day.

We also had a lovely video chat with M and P in Boston. L really enjoyed that a lot. M was her usual chipper self and we were very entertained by P's antics in the background which involved faux flying like a super hero, putting his longer-than-usual hair in a ponytail on the top of his head and climbing in and out of the window onto the ground below.  I'm laughing now just thinking about it. Those two....

After that, nothing else really went down other than a run in with some rather disappointing soup for dinner. L, not normally given to firm judgement calls about things like that called it a, "wrong choice". Bleh.

L had some trouble sleeping Tuesday night (as he usually does the days he has treatment) so we both got a pretty slow start Wednesday morning. Once I got going though, I spent most of the day working (I had few pressing deadlines at work) at the table in the dining room--NOT over in ant heaven by my desk. (Ew. ) Bob, from the pest company, came and took care of biz with the ants and then the PT lady came and worked with L on his hip.

*Clarification section: There are two different people working with L to improve his mobility. The Occupational Therapist... who is a guy -- the shady guy that we can't get to schedule a time. He has been previously referred to as the PT guy. He is really the OT guy and will henceforth be called such (he's called the OT guy cause I can't understand his name when he says it). Tina is the psychical therapist. She came to work with L for the first time (after her initial consult) on Wednesday.*

OT guy was supposed to come too but by 645, he still hadn't come and then homeboy is really getting into dinner time so L told him that he wanted to reschedule. Besides, L and I were off to the airport to pick up Cousin M from the airport, who came to help out for a few days all the way from Southern California. Very grateful for his help and presence here. He and I haven't seen each other since I was 9, i.e. 20 years ago, so it's been interesting. I honestly don't even remember meeting him so it's like getting a brand new cousin, still in the wrapper. The three of us grabbed a pizza on the way in last night and then got a visit from Cousin C who actually lives in our development. I didn't catch how he ended up coming over... maybe he was out for a walk but the four of us visited over wings and pizza.

Then off to bed for everyone and up early this morning. I was at work all day but Cousin M and L got out so that L could get a haircut (it looks super cute but I didn't get to snap a shot of it). Cousin M and I collaborated on dinner and we had spaghetti and spinach salad. L was extra sleepy after I got home (and after the OT guy left... he was there when I got home) and took a nap before and after dinner. Really, you could argue that he went to bed at 7 and just got up briefly to eat dinner.

Anyway, that brings us to right now and I'm up way too late and gonna regret it in the morning. Tata!