This is going to be one of those bullet-point posts, so you know, and if you’re using screen-reader software, it’ll say whatever it says for bullet points.
- Wednesday disconnect went fine. No one fell down in the parking lot, either.
- The plumber came in the afternoon, discovered the disposal’s cam-lock flange to the bottom of the sink wasn’t ever really tightened properly, spent a few seconds fixing that, verified no more leak, and was gone. Need to work with landlord on replacing bottom floor of cabinet, but at least it’s not leaking.
- Went to a very nice newish Indian restaurant for Kim’s birthday dinner.
- Unrelated to the Indian restaurant, this particular colostomy bag is a good little soldier and managed to stay attached last night as I started pooping for the first time in a couple days while I was filling the truck up with diesel on the way home. Yes, it feels as weird as it sounds like it should feel. There was a LOT of poop. And thus I made a direct line to the bathroom when we got home and emptied it and rinsed it out and it’s still hanging in there nicely. That’ll do, bag. That’ll do.
- I’ve got the “feels like a sinus headache but isn’t” chemo head again this week. Right now, it’s a little worse than it was earlier in the day, but it’s not as intense as two weeks ago. I spent most of the day not really doing anything that would take much energy in the hope of moderating the effects a bit (higher low, lower high). We shall see how tomorrow shakes out, but I’m honestly pleasantly surprised that it’s not worse.
- I’m probably done with iced things again until I’m done with the chemo. Starting to get that little twinge at the back of the mouth, but not the ZAPZAPZAP of the last time, so I’ll take that as a good sign and not push my luck.
- Long-time readers may recall that we had to cancel our trip to the JoCo Cruise earlier this year due to my situation. I had this leftover credit with Southwest Airlines that I needed to use by November 18th (when I booked the flights for JCC). We used the credit in Kim’s name earlier this summer for her trip to SLC for Andy’s funeral services, but mine was still there, needing to be used before it expired. Well, that’s not gonna happen for a variety of reasons, so I figured what the heck, call them and see if I could maybe get about 8 days of grace period extension so we could use them to get to Tulsa and back for Thanksgiving (the week after the dollars would expire). The first nice person I talked to said she couldn’t extend them until after they expired, which would have left me with about 2 days to book travel on the busy weekend of the year… so she gave me not only another number to call, but told me specifically which menu option to choose so as to get to the right people.
And so I did. And I told my tale of woe again (but in a cheerful voice), that we’d canceled because I had to have fairly major surgery and then chemo for colon cancer, but I’ll be finishing chemo and our family’s big gathering is Thanksgiving, and it’ll be my grand reappearance. The nice lady on the other end of the phone said she’d need to check something, put me on a short hold, and came back and told me they’d refund me the full amount of the credit… which they absolutely did not have to do, I hasten to point out. So I thanked her and told her I was booking our flights as soon as I got off the phone with her. Which I did. We shall not speak of how I borked the return date and had to change it from December to November, which unsurprisingly cost a bit more money, but that’s still okay.
So we’re flying to/from Tulsa instead of doing the drive as usual this year. More money, but less time. And less net money than it could have been, thanks to Southwest’s being nice.
- Got word from a dear friend and former colleague at Oceaneering that he’s taking a transfer back to Houston from the wilds of Huntsville, Alabama, next month, and I’m really happy that he and his family will be local again. Having good people back local is the kind of good news I like to get on an infusion week.
- On a somber note, our good friend (and my occasional partner in crime) Glenn’s father passed away this morning from a version of the same kind of cancer I have. I never got to meet Glenn’s dad, but I know Glenn and given his very high quality as a human being, I’m sure I’d have liked his dad as well. If you would, spare a thought for Glenn and his family.