Burning cold, painful chewing, general bad feeling and nausea – it’s all showing up.  But she got a good weekend in despite being hooked up to her Chemo Buddy.  She enjoyed a wonderful night out with the spouses of my classmates at Clay Pit and last night she partied down* at Amy, Trey, Leslee and Pete’s Halloween Bash!  I even wrapped up my studies around 11:30PM so I made a late surprise appearance which made her smile.  I just love to see her smile.
* By “party down” I mean “one glass of wine” – all she’s allowed with this new regime. Continue reading Side-Effects Cometh →

Maggie met with Dr. Loukas on Wednesday.  There’s not a whole lot of new news.  They discussed a few things: how dangerous getting a cold was, if she could get a flu shot, how long he thinks she has left to live – all pretty simple stuff.  His answers were, respectively, pretty dangerous, yes, and 1-3 years.  Onward we go. Continue reading Spa Visit Friday →

Maggie’s hard earned hair growth is quickly becoming history.  That last round of CPT-11 is working it’s final magic.  She is hoping that this will be the last time but Dr. Loukas, during her last Weds appointment, seemed to express tacit disagreement by lack of confirmation or denial when Maggie said we were celebrating her last bald days. Continue reading Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow →

• Headlines this morning: Cancer Death Rates Dropping
• Maggie’s name in lights

Maggie feels pretty crappy today.  It might have something to do with her staying out until 1:30-ish last night with friends.  Or maybe it’s the new chemo kicking in.  Regardless, she’s slept a fair portion of the day away but still didn’t let it stop her from going to see a movie with her friends. Continue reading On The New Path Now →

We have switched to the new type of chemo, Oxaliplatin.  Maggie is just getting home and, while she’s tired, she’s doing fine.  I’ll update more when I’ve got some time but for now I’ve got to concentrate on schoolwork.

Our really tough decision still looms but it’s likely to be made for us come Wednesday.  Maggie and I are both anxious for many reasons, none of them particularly good.  If we switch, the new drugs will require new dances.  And because we switched, it means we are at a new place in our Great Cancer Adventure.  Again, not particularly good. Continue reading Spa Visit This Wednesday →