Friday, August 28, 2009

Up and Around; My Photo of Dr. Lele


John and I will be returning to Vegas/Henderson tomorrow (Saturday about 5 P.M).
I went with Nancy Tobin to a movie this afternoon, then finally met her lovely grandchildren, Adam (8) and Abagail (5). "Paper Heart" was a movie fun to see. Then we went for a delicious Farewell Buffalo dinner at Siena's with Ray and Sergio Fornasiero, and Pat Schichtel joined us for drinks first. I'll be back to Buffalo in 3 months for the doctor check-up, and after the 3 weeks of radiation treatments.

I am feeling pretty good, considering the operation was on August 12th a little over 2 weeks ago, and I'm certainly "up and around". The gash down my belly will be the reminder of how blessed I am to be healed.

Here is the picture of the surgeon, Dr. Lele. He let me take it yesterday. Love his tie and smile.



Thursday, August 27, 2009

Answers to Questions

Questions for Dr. Lele
Today I get the lymph node report. NEGATIVE FOR CANCER cancer was contained in the uterus. "It is all out!!!!!!!!
1. Any need for chemotherapy? Nooooooooo Yeah!
2. Will my upcoming radiation treatments necessitate staying away from others? No, I will not be radioactive. 3 treatments locally one week apart.
3. Can I slow/smooth jog after today, now the staples are removed? Not for about 4-6 weeks Should I be aware of adhesion complications.
4. Do I need to know anything about keeping the vagina clean and any caveats or stipulations to learn about having intercourse? There is nothing other than vinegar douche, if needed. Vit. A & D ointment.
5. Will he recommend a physician, or somewhere in Las Vegas/Henderson that I should see for the rest of my treatments? No, but it's pretty standard. Vaginal Brachy therapy- 3 times. See doctor in 3 months; then 6 months thereafter.

HoneyBees and Dr.Lele Appointment


Up until 4 A.M. last "night" watercolor painting flowers. Don't know why flowers, don't know the name of the flowers, but I like the honey bees in it, and like it more than the flower I painted last week.

Questions for Dr. Lele
Today I get the lymph node report.
1. Any need for chemotherapy?
2. Will my upcoming radiation treatments necessitate staying away from others?
3. Can I slow/smooth jog after today, now the staples are removed? Should I be aware of adhesion complications.
4. Do I need to know anything about keeping the vagina clean and any caveats or stipulations to learn about having intercourse?
5. Will he recommend a physician, or somewhere in Las Vegas/Henderson that I should see for the rest of my treatments?

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Enjoying Each Day-BRAT diet's workingso








Banana's and Rice (applesauce and toast would have worked too) did the trick.

Celebrated Pat Schichtel's Birthday in Buffalo on 8-22-09

Received a wonderful and warm blanket from the hands of Sharon Sullivan in Bakersfield. Perfect for the cool Buffalo nights, and will leaving it here in the northeast for granddaughters' next trip.

Nancy Tobin and I (husbands too) at the Taste of India (all one can eat) Buffett. I am cursed with an overeating habit. My daughter (in-law) said it all once: 'I've never seen anybody eat so much'. I was in such pain in the stomach area last night that we "ate and ran". A tum helped, although I wish I could self-cure my eating too much when it tastes good. It seems I've tried everything to limit food. I wish someone could suggest something I haven't tried that would work. The best I've been able to do (and it HAS kept my weight normal) is to have a once a week "No Eat Day". I've been doing that since about 2004.

TOMORROW, THE STITCHES COME OUT, MY QUESTIONS (HOPEFULLY GET ANSWERED BY THE DOCTOR), AND WE MAKE AIRPLANE RESERVATIONS BACK TO VEGAS!!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Frequent bathroom trips

This year, Julianna Fiddler-Woite published, "Snyder New York- A Brief History". Annie Kozlin gave me said book, and it has occupied me with increasing interest each day during each frequent trip to the "restroom". I have to talk with Dr. Lele on Thursday about the state of my bowels. The assistant dr. told me he had to move the large intestine during the operation. But "He put it back." However my habits are very different, loose, and I get too little warning. Not good. Sorry, if you noticed the title, you could skip today's blog. John went out for bananas, and I plan to eat a lot of rice tonight, when we meet Nancy Tobin and David at "A Taste of India" tonight.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Aerobics

This morning I remembered the word "J'arming", and tried it. I found a fast tune in my memory bank and flailed my arms around to the beat. While not quite the aerobics of jogging and elliptic training that I've been doing since 1980, I was forced to breath rather deeply after a few minutes. I made myself do 3 sets of 5 minutes each. For now that's enough. (J'arming articles can be found on Google. It was intended for people in wheelchairs, etc.)
But Covert Baily- my initial exercise guru says daily 'do at least 12 minutes of non-stop aerobics at 80% of your maximum'. Tomorrow I'll try to stretch it out without the breaks. Who knows, perhaps it will hack away at my aging chicken wing sagging arms. I'll push myself for a month on it and see if arm fitness becomes an extra benefit.
John is ready to go back to Nevada. I got a call from a friend there this morning and she couldn't believe we're still in Buffalo. I kind of like the routine I've developed here over the last 2 week, and the cool feel of oxygen-filled summer air. However, our host would surely like his home back for himself. He deserves a lot more than thanks!!!!!!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Husband Reprieved

My husband is finally getting a reprieve as I can do almost everything for myself now. However, I was told I can't drive so he still drives me around, quite willingly, so I'm a lucky wife. I expect to be able to drive after Thursdays Dr. Lele appointment, and then we might start fighting about who gets to use the car.

While I can do "everything", I do it in very slow motion. It reminds me of when I was a Tomboy and played baseball with the neighborhood boys. They used to yell at me, "Get the lead out of your pants, Drina!"