Back in Again

Here I am in the hospital again! I guess I had enough time to relax and get back on my feet before they sucked me back in, because four days into my stay I am feeling fine still with no major unpleasantness. This time I am here for a different reason. Chemo. They are giving me the highest dose allowed of this current kind, so I must be on close supervision in case I need a blood transfusion or anything. In fact I may be getting one of those today. If all of this med-speak is boring you please tell me so in the comments section. I just don't know what people like to hear. Grey's Anatomy probably makes this stuff more interesting than I do.

I have had a succession of relatives come visit from far-away places over the last few weeks, and it's been really nice to see them. I get kind of lonely I guess, especially at home. My mobility has been even more limited as of late, so even leaving the house for a trip anywhere like the grocery store has been a much bigger deal, usually meaning no deal. I have my own wheelchair now, haven't used it much. I never thought I would have to be one of the users of those long ramps at the movie theater and other places. I am right on the edge now. I can make it on the crutches, but it's at a snails pace so those with me must be patient.

I have been flattered by the people who have read this blog and sent me positive feedback. I think there have been three such responses, and they mean a lot. When writing I feel like I need to know they target audience before I start, but with this there is no target audience at all. A different dynamic, and I must admit a liberating one. It's just me being me guys. I don't care who you are. This is me and you can react with who you are. And I hope you do. And not just towards me.

I just started reading Stephen Colbert's book I Am America (And So Can You!) It's so hilarious, and I'm only a few pages into it. He makes the ridiculous sound plausible, then ends with a truth that makes it even more ridiculous. We shall see. It's like his show, but about issues in general.

I get about 20 visits from various doctors and other personnel every day in my room here. I have to wake up early so they don't have to talk to me in bed. It's not that bad, really. All of the attention makes me feel important, and when I am discharged and go home, there is kind of a vacuum of contact that doesn't get filled. I will try to do something about that this time. Arrange to see some friends or something.

I hope you enjoyed what you read. Maybe in a few more days I will have another swath of golden information for your hungry hears. Till then, good night and try harder.