My mother became ill in August 2008 with ovarian cancer. This is a story of the final months of an exceptional woman.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

More Pep in the Ol' Step


Good news! Ever since my last chemo therapy (and the required few days of complete wipe out and mortal despair) I have had renewed pep in the ol' step. Watch out! Paul Edmund says I now have a "mouth" back on me and am double trouble. Amazing what a bit of vim, vigor and vinegar will do for ya! If not for anyone around me.

My doctors are bemused and befuddled by me. They still cannot account for the fact I do not appear to be at Death's Door, or Beyond for that matter. Since I am such a bizarre Clinical Anomaly we hope this means that my prognosis is equally unexpected and good. No matter what I increasingly try to do is live in the moment since, as the PBS special I saw the other day put it, "we are all terminal". It is just a matter of when. No need to fret about it. Cliches take on special relevance in situations like mine!

My blood work continues to be very good and my general physical condition and appetite nothing to complain about. I may start my lambada lessons! ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7wXDKP-kj4 ) My booty, with a few toning exercises, will look just like the girl in this clip given my recent slimming. I can tell by the way Paul looks at me that he probably wants me to start singing ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWwpxwyNyDw ) again to add to my allure whilst hoofing it.
(want all of D. Day's tune...download here! http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?iy3m4z6sbmy )

Even the garden if fabulous. Jeff redid the whole thing before he departed slaving away in that "trapped in the salt mines" way he does. I sometimes feel for his oppression but love the results.

Judy, Lookin' Good, Feelin' Fine (via Jeff)
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Puritanism:
The haunting fear that someone, somewhere,
may be happy.


H. L. Mencken
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Monday, September 15, 2008

My Birthday...come and gone





My birthday was on the 10th. A low key affair since I was still more than a bit wiped out from my chemotherapy one week ago. Jeff got me a card and cake and sang me a birthday ditty of off-key fascination. Various glorious flowers arrived which certainly brightened a blah day. The weather has been full of wind and rain and storm courtesy of the various hurricanes pummeling the Gulf Coast.

Since then I have had a visit to my oncologist to learn my blood counts remain excellent...no anemia or immune impairment and my energy has returned with the sunshine. Perhaps I will have a bit more pep to use to write more in my blogs (or have Jeff do so for me). We shall see. Now that he is going later today I think I will not have it so easy around here and have a great many other things sucking my energies than before.

I remain optimistic albeit sober about my situation. I watched the excellent PBS special last night entitled "The Truth about Cancer" ( http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/takeonestep/cancer/about.html ). You can order copies cheaply, used from http://www.amazon.com/ if you are interested. Excellent. I especially like the roundtable discussion at the end.

For now I must try to remain in the moment and focus on the love and goodness and value I want to make real and manifest NOW. That should be true for all of us all of the time but, sometimes, it takes a shock like I have suffered to get us back to the truth?

Judy, Deep and Profound (via Jeff)
PS Edith, my friend of great wisdom, sent me this video. I mentioned to her I sometimes have trouble sleeping. Edith knows my personality and suggested I "visualize" this scenario upon bedding down for the night.

About Me

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Vacherie, Louisiana, United States
Born in rural Arkansas my tongue took up residence in my cheek shortly thereafter. I use it to speak "Genteel Southern Lady". Cussin' I only use when provoked by the Uppity. Paul, my husband, and I have lived in Cajun Country for many years raising cane, twins (a boy and a girl; now adults? definitely old) and other mischief. Alligators, water moccassins and bears have tussled with me as I protect our swampy coastal farmstead. We are stuck now on lovely Lake Hamilton near Hot Springs where we have our second home. We have been here waiting for Godot since my heart valves blew out Late November 2007 and now with cancer diagnosed August 2008. The Furies have me in their sights... I am writing this blog to let my Beloveds know how I am doing so they will not "get off" in imagined ways on my dire straits. The reality is bad enough without turning my story into a B-grade movie of the mind. I know all of you wish me the very best. And I miss you! never no mind your fevered imaginations. This is as close as I can get to a fond and loving chat with you right now... Sadly, Judy aka Mizflounce passed away peacefully early on Sunday morning May 30th 2009 age 78.