How many of you have had the pleasure of hearing that statement before? Yeah, thought not.
Yet, when my uncle-cologist walked into our monthly appointment this week, he had a very large grin which caught me off guard. When I asked this guy who deals in what could be a very mentally challenging profession why he was so happy, he said it was because I had gained weight since the last visit a month ago. Essentially a cancer patient losing weight is a bad sign as it could indicate the cancer was taking its toll. Gaining weight, on the other hand, is a very positive sign. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him it was just because I’d been eating like a pig. He was a happy camper; however, my straining belt buckle was not. But overall it was a boring doctor’s appointment. And that’s a good thing. Nothing new, nothing bad, everything on track. Couldn’t ask for more. Well maybe a lower handicap perhaps.
Starting to get some decent use out of my new Vitamix blender. Whipped up what turned out to be the best recipe yet. It starts with some oranges, add a lime or two, a lemon and some ice. And oh yeah, tequila and triple sec. Damn good margaritas. Granted this may not have been the healthiest (or intended) use of this contraption, but hey, my doctor likes that I gained weight and I aim to please. I think I’ll experiment next with a smoothie of whipped up Cheez-its.
Can’t post a blog without chatting about some side effect or other. Heck, I don’t have any cancer symptoms, so what else? Plus there are a few other Tarceva newbies reading this so they should know what they might be in for. So I shall try to describe the effect that the Tarceva has had on my hair/scalp. Of course there are other SE’s but we shall discuss only one at a time. Sounds like a medical lecture, eh? How interesting is that? In any case, here’s the best way to describe this scalp feeling. Grab a handful of your hair. Go ahead. Grab it. OK, I know you aren’t really doing it so I will wait…..ready yet? Now take that handful and pull straight up. Hard. Don’t let go. That should do it. That’s the feeling. Remember tho, this is not a complaint. More of just a clinical discussion.
BTW, I have absolutely nothing to complain about. What are a few zits and rash in the scheme of things? I really do feel very fortunate. That may sound a bit weird under the circumstances but it truly describes my current frame of mind. Heck, I’m probably busier doing more things now than I was BC. And our kitchen remodel is moving forward. So life goes on. Moves on. Moves up.
Business as usual. Day at a time.