But a stop at our favorite local Chinese restaurant (Imperial Gardens) perked her up. Juggling 5 hemodialysis sessions a week with two runs to the clinic at UW Hospital for IV infusions sort of fills the week up along with the normal fall chores of getting ready for winter on the farm, and her mother's failing memory -- it's challenge.
Although she is pretty tired (8.0 hemoglobin), she continues to have a positive attitude with daily exercise and coveted naps in the afternoon.
We still have our boat in the water (we try to be the last one out in early November)
and we are looking forward to enjoying some overnights on the Mississippi.
In January, we begin our 9th year managing this thing called "cancer."
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A Poem on a Walk
for 8 years now
we've pursued
normal
while blood-washing
and
chemicals become
your/our life
mutations and permutations have
been partners
in our life
together
but they do not
dominate
yet
as we continue
our morning walks
(after coffee,
of course)
up the hill
i see a
some kind of
shadow
hovering
an illusion?
private and primitive
it hangs around
wispy
fog-like
shoo
my arm passes
through
go somewhere
else
get out of
here
us
find another
another what?
another victim?
yes, i say
anything
anyone
but
us.