August 23, 2011

One of the aspects of pain meds is the hack job done to uninterrupted sleep. Rising at 5:30 am was never my forte,’ but turn it to advantage even in semi-retirement, Mike.

We all thrive under routine, so I start the garden path sweeping, container watering and coffee drinking outside. It seemed cooler outside at 7:00 this morning. I appreciated that and the gardens seemed to be sighing with contentment.

Now that I have a vertebra out of commission, the heavy stuff to run several garden rooms on a big lot has to be contracted out. The commercial Toro lawn mower has been farmed out to son Evan…no more Lawn Maintenance by MPG at Casa Green.

Planning, deadheading, light pruning, watering containers and gardens that need it by hand are jobs that I do fairly well now. I am getting a lot of help from Mary, my parents Charlotte and Bill and sons Evan and Will. Jobs for all from a master delegator…can I get an AMEN?!

It takes a village to run my gardens, it seems.

This afternoon at 2:45…radiation treatment number 6 out of 20
Treatments are short and no pain; getting off of the flat table: Wince Time and breathless




Good Night Moon

Excerpt from a favorite children’s book…I can wrap my head around this tonight.

With apologies to Margaret Wise Brown, “Goodnight Moon,” copyright 1947 by Harper & Rowe, Publishers

Goodnight moon
Goodnight cow jumping over the moon

Goodnight light
And the red balloon

Goodnight bears
Goodnight chairs

Goodnight kittens

And goodnight mittens

Goodnight clocks
And goodnight socks

Goodnight little house

And goodnight mouse

Goodnight comb
And goodnight brush

Goodnight nobody

Goodnight mush

And goodnight to the old lady
Whispering “hush”

Goodnight stars

Goodnight air

Goodnight noises everywhere


August 22, 2011

How it started, or another watershed moment in my life

At the end of June, our son Will graduated from Stetson University. Glorious time…senior recital…getting ready for the Franco American Vocal Academy in Perigueux,
France…relocating back to Milton and home base…

After returning home from DeLand, I began to have some mid-back pain…no deal breakers and I could still work like a horse. July 31 something shifted in the back and I made a little trip to North Fulton Regional Hospital ER. CT-scan, X Ray and much pain meds, later, I learn that I have a collapsed Thoracic-9 vertebra with a lesion. Get an oncologist appointment tomorrow, Mr. Green.

Of course, I was motivated at that point. After seeing My oncologist that Monday she had me in Saint Joseph’s outpatient Radiology Clinic for PET scan and MRI, Thursday, August 4th.

We returned to my oncologist, on Monday, August 8th. She had me admitted to Saint Joseph’s Hospital for bone biopsy and bone marrow biopsy and to consult with my Neurosurgeon, and Radiation Oncologist, that same day. These biopsies and consultations completed, I returned home, Tuesday, August 9th.

I started four weeks of every weekday radiation treatment Tuesday, August 16. I received my official diagnosis Wednesday, August 17th. The diagnosis was better than anticipated:

I have an isolated or solitary Plasmacytoma on the T9 vertebra. My oncologist is cautiously optimistic that it can be dissolved by the radiation therapy. She says that she has several patients rocking along with this condition, healthy and in remission. As for restoration of the bone, we reassess after the radiation therapy.

Those are the quick facts of an unsettling time. Amazing how, I always seem to be in hyper-speed in my life…always been that way…

Enough for now!