Thursday, December 14, 2006

Hold On To Your Heart

I just came home from a long day at the hospital: a MUGA scan this morning, followed by five gruelling hours of hideous chemotherapy. And now it's time for me to descend into the pit, that innermost circle of hell we so affectionately refer to as The Big Ick here at Cafe de la Lymphoma. So posting may be sparse for the next few days.

But before I disappear into the bad place, I wanted to share my MUGA news: you can all stop FedExing me your spare hearts. In spite of the adriamycin my score has gone UP, from 53% in October to 58% now! Wooo hoo! I officially have the heart of a healthy athletic 21 year old. (Does this make me a cradle robber?)

Anyway, the treatment status now is four down, four to go. I've passed the halfway mark. And the current score is four to nothing, with me in the lead. Go me.

17 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

You so rock1

Now go to bed and try to sleep through the Big Ick.

I am keeping a candle lit for you.

8:12 PM  
Anonymous Elaine said...

Glad to hear about your zesty ticker. I'm rooting for you!

8:46 PM  
Blogger Dakiwiboid said...

Go you! Halfway there!

8:50 PM  
Blogger Corley said...

I'm glad you don't need my heart, I was worried about it arriving on time with all of the holiday shipping delays.

I hope half-way feels as accomplished as it sounds!

9:24 PM  
Blogger Ya Looblue said...

this is your heart "hearting" (loving...get it...err.) you for taking such f-ing good care of it and feeding it all that broccoli.
sending you anti-nausea vibes.
xoxo *~sarah

9:43 PM  
Blogger UrbanCowgirl said...

Woo! Go you! That's great news, and it must be a huge relief for you.

10:00 PM  
Blogger Rose said...

Go, you, indeed!

Does that tumor still have a name, or is it the rapidly shrinking mass of cells formerly know as Gladys? (Or was that Bertha?) Whoever it was, buh-bye!!!

10:36 PM  
Anonymous Ron Sullivan said...

Good.

Once you're finished puking, have a merry Christmas, along with a happy holiday of your choice. Oh, why settle for one? Happy Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Saturnalia, Festivus, and the rest of them, sequentially or all piled up, whatever works.

And your little dogs too. And you cat-squared. And Mr. Driverplumberpainterman, last but not least.

11:41 PM  
Anonymous Pony said...

You don't need my heart. I can go eat that cheese now. Sleep tight. Don't worry about us, we'll read Ron.

12:01 AM  
Anonymous Sara said...

Ha! You're only a cradle-robber if you stole that heart! And that wouldn't at all surprise me. You're pretty hot for a sickly bald chick.

I'm not surprised, however, by your test results. I speculate in all ignorance that perhaps the shrinkage of the vile tumor may have taken some pressure off.

Congratulations on making it halfway through. This is no small thing. Rock on.

12:20 AM  
Blogger Alto2 said...

Damn right, go you!! I hope someone kind and wonderful will look in on you while you're traversing the Land of Ick. If your heart thinks it's 21, then maybe your body will follow suit and whoop this cancer's behind.

1:10 PM  
Blogger belledame222 said...

Go Liz go!!

7:04 PM  
Blogger Sock Girl said...

Yes Go You!!! Wonderful news! Doing a happy dance for your healthy heart.

10:33 PM  
Anonymous Celia said...

Yay for good heart news! And making it to the halfway point. I hope the big ick is a little less icky this time.

1:09 AM  
Anonymous Pony said...

Your doctors want hair?
http://www.headhuggers.org/patterns/kpatt10.htm

2:20 AM  
Blogger vard said...

You are kicking ass. Keep it up.

5:38 AM  
Blogger belledame222 said...

>I officially have the heart of a healthy athletic 21 year old.

'I have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk."

--Stephen King.

9:34 PM  

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