chemo chemo chemo

And so the song goes.  Ok, its not a song.  As you've read, we are in the midst of chemo-hell.  A familiar place.  The fog doesn't seem as thick as the prior round of chemo.  We will be happy to be out of chemo hell....as soon as possible.  There is a distinct difference in this round compared to last.  Not nearly as dark.  Not nearly as heavy.  Still chemo but at least it didn't leave us both staggering from the lack of air. 

Weekend was quiet as expected.  Roger spent most of the time on the sofa.  Only a couple days of horrible nausea and vomiting.  Rest of the time was flu-y achy complete exhaustion.  I managed to convince him to take a couple walks.  We took one this evening between rain showers.  There was a heavy haze in the air from all the moisture. As we neared our driveway and the end of the walk, we both ducked on the ump-teenth tree limb that was hanging over the sidewalk heavy with rain.  As we ducked under the last tree bough, I shared, "each time you duck under the tree limbs to avoid the wet leaves, I've been DYING to grab the limb and shake it like crazy to drench you with rain."  He laughed and said he had been thinking the exact same thing and that the reason we both must have opted to NOT is that it would have been a really wet walk home as we each tried to get even with each other.  Wow, we are junior old people!  It never would have stopped us before.

The chemo menu for the past several days...hold on to your hats you health conscious followers:  McDonalds McGriddle for breakfast (um, GROSS!!) , McDonalds Yogurt Parfait (a small attempt at nutrition), Taco Bell Taco Bell Taco Bell, Kentucky Fried Chicken, Wendy's chili, and Steak & Shake burgers.  Our arteries are most likely closing in. Roger's skinny butt is still skinny....mine on the other hand...well, lets just say expanding one's mind is a good thing...expanding one's behind....not so good.

We're hoping Roger feels well enough to go down to the boat for a day or two while I'm in Miami. Will know more tomorrow. 

Roger's sister is still in ICU. Friday they removed her kidney and urter.  Cancer claims a few more organs.  In our dark, little twisted, not-right-world....we are building a cancer frankenstein with all the family organs...a left kidney and right kidney (Roger's mom and sister), a stomach (Roger's sister), colon (Roger's sister), gallbladder (Roger), esophagus (Roger).  Ok, I know its totally bad taste....but isn't it just too bizarre???  A very very dark not funny comedy. 

Thats Monday in the Wethington household.  xxooxxoo~ a