Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Ned's Bargain

Ned is now in possession 9 viles of red and several liters of yellow evidence. I trust that he will call on the Pied Piper of Wood Ward to lead the oncologist to utopia if need be. I'll let you know what they have to say after my first 2 helpings of cheezmo when I meet with them. That begins on Thursday.

I spent most of the day at an Abraham (Ester & Jerry Hicks) Art of Allowing Workshop. It was wonderful. Might I suggest their newest book, The Amazing Power of Deliberate Intent.

My baby boy is now a home owner. Just how bizarre is that? Ask and it is given. Be careful what you ask for! When I was 24 I was a vagabond crossing the county with my newly rekindled high school sweetheart, true love and eventual wife. How on earth did this happen so quick and effortlessly. Evolution in action.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

Tiger Dancing

After a week of dancing with the big cats (or soon to grow up and be big cats) at CARE Lu and I ventured off to Hot Springs Arkansas. The boyhood home of President Bill Clinton. We stayed at the Arlington Hotel and treated ourselves to daily medicinal baths and massages. Being old rock hounds the quartz crystal capital of the world proved to be true to its name. We had a blast touring the Arkansas back country, numerous rock shops and the Hot Springs National Park.

I am looking forward to a couple oncologist visits and delving into the next phase of this maintenance therapy. What I would give to say goodbye to dex!

Might I recommend: Instant Emotional Healing: Acupressure for the Emotions, by George Pratt, Peter Lambrou. As I slowly incorporate the technique life is improving. Of course the big dex fueled combat with Lu about money has humbled my progress considerably.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Ned Delivers

The Pied Piper of Wood Ward played the tune, my immune system heard it. Ned (No evidence of disease) handled all 2 1/2 liters of the evidence as negotiated. I dropped off the 2 big "orange, I have piss in here jugs" last week for investigation. The protein expression from my plasma cells after 1 cycle (28 days) of treatment dropped 90% and is now just slightly above the "normal" range. The optimistic conclusion is that almost all the myeloma is gone and the remaining plasma cells are normal happy healthy strong efficient perfectly functioning members of my immune system. I'm half way through the second cycle and will pee and bleed for the investigators again after I return from the Center for Animal Research & Education at the end of the month. I am so looking forward to not feeling drugged. It brings tears to my eyes to think that in just 2 short months of what at times was so emotionally and physically bizarre I may be able to move on to a new paradigm. One without drugs or at least these crazy your on drugs side effects. Some sort of monitoring maintenance regimen. Maybe all these complementary therapies are doing the trick! Of course I'm doing about 40 so most likely 38 are irrelevant. That just doesn't matter to me.

I turned 47 this week. What a year 46 was. I am just beaming and ever so ecstatic about my new friend Ned and his cohort the Pied Piper playing Happy Birthday dear Scottie.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Pied Piper of Wood Ward

The Pied Piper of Wood Ward has left with all the rats. His friend Ned (No Evidence of Disease) is asking for compensation. I'm paying him handsomely! There is a minor infestation of varmints in my bone marrow. We are negotiating the terms, discussing side effects and outlining a payment schedule. While Ned and my Cancer Care Coordinator (CCC) do their thing I'm planning a life rich in passion, meaning and purpose.

The 8 day Dex holiday was absolutely glorious. Ned took care of my CBC, which unfortunately doesn't mean much when it comes to myeloma, but it sure means a lot to me. I had more energy, enthusiasm and zest than I have in a very long time. No anemia! If Ned handles the 3 liters of piss I dropped off on Monday and blood they sucked we be having a party!

The Pied Piper was a bit to effective. Apparently the rat poison is really starting to kick in. The oncologist called at about 9 PM - cut the poison boy, yer gonna bruise and bleed to easily, be careful and call in the morning!

Yah - I'm on Dex. I'm posting again. Only slightly manic. I can't shut up, sorry.