I will spare you the ugly bloody band aid picture, but today I went and had what I hope is to be my last stomach biopsy.
I have been responding well to the chemo, my blood numbers are normal, if anemic, my kidney is hanging in there, and if things are close to where my doctor guesses, I may be in an acceptable remission! Woot!
Pray for me guys, pray for me.
Since the hubby couldn’t take more time off work, and we have no family in a 12 hour driving distance, and also no sitter, I ended up calling a neighbor to keep a look out for the house being on fire and left the oldest child to watch the boys while I went to have my needle biopsy. Scary, yes. However, she helps me with them all the time, and watches other people’s kids to boot.
I left her with a phone, and took off. The drive was 4 minutes. The oncologists office was prepped and ready for me, as soon as I walked in the door, I was led straight back, helped to strip, and slathered in ultrasound gel. This all took less than 5 minutes. Within another 10, the doctor walks in, and as we discussed, performs a no anesthetic needle biopsy of my stomach and omentum. Ow, ow, ow. Everything is out, I am dressed and pukeing in a trash can in another 10, and after a quick bandage up and a promise that I will call when I get home, I am back out the door and another 5 minute drive home.
So 40 minutes round trip for what ends up being an all day event for most people. That, my friends, is how we get *bleep* DONE. 😀
On a whole other front, I am obsessed the last week or two with trying to sketch a fairly pivotal piece of jewelry from TOME (my current WIP).
I even tried to hire someone from craigslist to sketch it out for me, but everyone was either skeezy or wanted like $150. Ummm, no. I just want to see what it looks like from someone who can draw more than a frog-rabbit ( which is what all my animals look like). And then I want to find someone on Etsy who does wire jewelry to make me a piece that looks like the sketch.
I started looking at other people’s book art to see what kind of work they had, and now have almost 30 windows open of various pieces I like in a vainglorious attempt at pretending that I will one day be in the position to demand book art to my standards. *sigh*
Once I get done pukeing and rolling around in pain, I’m going to get back to work polishing and fixing my ms. Then I will daydream some more. Also probably eat a cookie, because I deserve it.