SEEMS I'VE GOT TO HAVE A CHANGE OF SCENES
CAUSE EVERYNIGHT I HAVE THE STRANGEST DREAMS
IMPRISONED BY THE WAY IT COULD HAVE BEEN
LEFT HERE ON MY OWN OR SO IT SEEMS
I'VE GOT TO LEAVE BEFORE I START TO SCREAM
SOMEONE LOCKED THE DOOR AND TURNED THE KEY
FEELING ALRIGHT
I'M NOT FEELING TOO GOOD MYSELF
--Joe Cocker
Long time, no write. Lots of news to catch up on. I started on a massive dose of steroids (80 mg/day initially) and have been tolerating them remarkably well. These are Prednisone which different than what I had been taking (Decadron). I have been sleeping 6 1/2 hours night without any of "Mother's Little Helpers" (Lunesta). I do sleep a couple of hours longer with the Lunesta, but despite what they say, there is a hangover effect. The steroids appear to be working, and my cough has all but disappeared. It reappeared over the weekend, but seems to be better on Monday, worse on Tuesday and Wednesday. We took a picture of the lung. A little bit of improvement but not much. Going to continue on the steroid course until further notice.
We had a great Thanksgiving this year. Melissa outdid herself with dinner, and I think most everyone agreed. The only bummer was that it was so good that there wasn't any leftover gravy, and only about 2 lbs. of turkey (out of 22 lbs.) left. The leftovers after everyone is gone is one of my favorite parts of Thankgiving. Given that the over/under on my life span according to the doctors (and most of the medical literature) is up on November 12, 2007, I can't help but thinking that this was my last Thanksgiving, next month is my last Christmas, and so on. I usually don't dwell on this stuff, but I have been crying a lot lately and not sleeping very well the past few nights.
My youngest sister, Stephanie, got engaged on Sunday onher drive home to Chicago. It's nice to have some good news for a change. She's talking about a wedding in Des Moines in August which works out well for me.
I'm going to the Army/Navy football game in Philly this weekend with Dad. We're leaving tomorrow morning bright and early. It should be a good time.
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It will be a GREAT TIME! GO ARMY! BEAT NAVY! Another song comes to mind: "To dream the impossible dream, to fight the unbeatable foe..."
the uncle
I thought I was going to have my last birthday, Christmas and Thanksgiving every year for the last 5 years. Who's to say when our last anything is? I'm here now, sometimes partially, sometimes more then that. I accept that this is where I'm supposed to be, even if I don't always know why.
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