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A Couple of Good Things or What a Difference a Year Makes
Well, a little over a year but who's counting anymore...
Spent the last couple of days working like a dog on a house renovation I started around 18 months ago but stopped 17 months ago due to treatment induced fatigue.
Can't say I enjoyed the grunt work but what I did enjoy was that I could actually do it. Sometimes it takes an illness to make us realize how important our health really is and that's a good thing.
Earlier today made a trip to the local pharmacy to pick up some cleaning supplies. Lady at the counter says "Jim, where have you been"? She knows me by my first name, and why shouldn't she. Probably saw more of me during treatment than her own family.
I said, "haven't been around much lately." She says pointing to the Rx area, "I haven't seen you in for a prescription for a real long time."
I said, "I haven't HAD but one prescription for a real long time and that's a good thing."
She said, no doubt reflecting on the volume of Rx's I used to fill in a week, "Yes, I guess that is a good thing, and by the way you're looking good."
Sort of reminded me how I looked and felt on treatment and how thankful I am for the change. In fact, just met my $100 Rx deductible for 2007 the other day. I guess that means the insurance company will make money on me this year. And that's a good thing.
Hope everyone is doing as well as they can.
-- Jim
Spent the last couple of days working like a dog on a house renovation I started around 18 months ago but stopped 17 months ago due to treatment induced fatigue.
Can't say I enjoyed the grunt work but what I did enjoy was that I could actually do it. Sometimes it takes an illness to make us realize how important our health really is and that's a good thing.
Earlier today made a trip to the local pharmacy to pick up some cleaning supplies. Lady at the counter says "Jim, where have you been"? She knows me by my first name, and why shouldn't she. Probably saw more of me during treatment than her own family.
I said, "haven't been around much lately." She says pointing to the Rx area, "I haven't seen you in for a prescription for a real long time."
I said, "I haven't HAD but one prescription for a real long time and that's a good thing."
She said, no doubt reflecting on the volume of Rx's I used to fill in a week, "Yes, I guess that is a good thing, and by the way you're looking good."
Sort of reminded me how I looked and felt on treatment and how thankful I am for the change. In fact, just met my $100 Rx deductible for 2007 the other day. I guess that means the insurance company will make money on me this year. And that's a good thing.
Hope everyone is doing as well as they can.
-- Jim
So glad to hear about your interaction with the lady in the Pharmacy and how you are feeling, and doing so many things you couldn't do on tx, etc. That's wonderful.
I have just been given EFT serious disease DVD (introduction and the one on hep. C). I will see them tomorrow after my shot when I will have plenty of time on the couch. The morning is filled with blood draw, foot doctor, acupuncture and I see the dermotologist in the afternoon. What a fun day off! The acupuncture will be good.
I have just been given EFT serious disease DVD (introduction and the one on hep. C). I will see them tomorrow after my shot when I will have plenty of time on the couch. The morning is filled with blood draw, foot doctor, acupuncture and I see the dermotologist in the afternoon. What a fun day off! The acupuncture will be good.
Glad to hear you're doing well. It's wonderful that you are getting a life back and the "pharmacy lady" has noticed how good you look. I'm 8 weeks post of my itty bitty tx. Kind of embaressed to ask questions about post tx symptoms but that won't stop me.
Some days I wake up and I'm organized and everything falls into place, 1, 2, 3. Others I wake up and within a 1/2 an hour (takes me that long to get the sleep out of my eyes) I know I'm not firing on all 4 cylinders. I can't concentrate or focus and I just barely get through my day without any one wondering if I'm on drugs or brain-damaged. (They probably do wonder, but they don't comment to my face)
So, oh wise one, is this just a manifestation of my age, my ADD, or dying brain cells from dementia? Be brutally honest. I know the line about there are no dr's here, but has that ever been posted before or did you feel that way ever?
Thanks, sorry to turn your post into an all about me question but.................it always is.
Bug
Some days I wake up and I'm organized and everything falls into place, 1, 2, 3. Others I wake up and within a 1/2 an hour (takes me that long to get the sleep out of my eyes) I know I'm not firing on all 4 cylinders. I can't concentrate or focus and I just barely get through my day without any one wondering if I'm on drugs or brain-damaged. (They probably do wonder, but they don't comment to my face)
So, oh wise one, is this just a manifestation of my age, my ADD, or dying brain cells from dementia? Be brutally honest. I know the line about there are no dr's here, but has that ever been posted before or did you feel that way ever?
Thanks, sorry to turn your post into an all about me question but.................it always is.
Bug
Glad to hear things are on the upswing, Not quite the Jimbo of old though - if you left the pharmacy lady lonely and frustrated in Aisle 10. "Hey Gertrude, did I ever show you my moth collection, Rrrrrrrr......" My refined breeding precludes me from making comments about Gertrude and sushi dinner,,,, that just wouldn't be right....
You weren't wearing that bee keeper's bonnet by chance?
Take care Jim. You've had a long haul, and I'm really glad things you're headed out of the woods....
You weren't wearing that bee keeper's bonnet by chance?
Take care Jim. You've had a long haul, and I'm really glad things you're headed out of the woods....
Congratulations, Jim! I'm so glad that your life is getting more and more full. You so deserve it. Thank you for all the help you've given me and countless others. All my best, Aiuta : )
A touch or normal? That's great, but what's better is the realization of it. "made a trip to the local pharmacy to pick up some cleaning supplies", don't know about you, but when I get cleaning supplies at a pharmacy it usually means that Doc Scope is on my calendar.
When my husband was diagnosed, and before treatment started we went out and bought a bunch of plants and flowers for the backyard. I bought one of those hanging plant arrangements and hung it up on the patio right outside the sliding doors, so I could see it from my living room.
Greg took care of all the plants, I haven't the slightest of a green thumb. Shortly after treatment started, all those pretty plants died. I was working long hours, and Greg was virtually crippled by treatment.
I told myself I would replace that plant when Greg was better, I said to myself "when Greg blooms again, I'll get new blooms". A silly symbolic metaphor I guess. But Greg never got better, even after the first treatment he just never felt good. Then the replapse came and another year of treatment, and now another year off of treatment.
We never talked about that stupid plant. We'd look at it but neither one of us would ever comment on it. Then yesterday Greg said to me, "do you want to go to the nursery this weekend and buy some more plants, we should replace that hanging dead plant out there" and I swear I just started to cry. I think he thought I was nuts. He can't know how much emotion I attached to that ugly dead plant.
We put so many things on hold, even the most mundane things take on new meaning when you're without your health. I'm so grateful that Greg noticed that plant. Somehow I think it means our life is beginning again. I'm so happy.
I hope everyone here gets to know that feeling. It's really extraordinary.
Debbe
Greg took care of all the plants, I haven't the slightest of a green thumb. Shortly after treatment started, all those pretty plants died. I was working long hours, and Greg was virtually crippled by treatment.
I told myself I would replace that plant when Greg was better, I said to myself "when Greg blooms again, I'll get new blooms". A silly symbolic metaphor I guess. But Greg never got better, even after the first treatment he just never felt good. Then the replapse came and another year of treatment, and now another year off of treatment.
We never talked about that stupid plant. We'd look at it but neither one of us would ever comment on it. Then yesterday Greg said to me, "do you want to go to the nursery this weekend and buy some more plants, we should replace that hanging dead plant out there" and I swear I just started to cry. I think he thought I was nuts. He can't know how much emotion I attached to that ugly dead plant.
We put so many things on hold, even the most mundane things take on new meaning when you're without your health. I'm so grateful that Greg noticed that plant. Somehow I think it means our life is beginning again. I'm so happy.
I hope everyone here gets to know that feeling. It's really extraordinary.
Debbe
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