Dangerously low blood pressure last nigt. Nausea and repeated throwing up. Flu-like sypmtoms.
But I'm almost done. I can do this. Thank you again for all of your support.
Didn't sleep a wink last night. It's 8:40 am, so maybe I'll catch a wink now. Hard to type.
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you are right susan you can do it! hang in there! howard
Hey Susan,
You can do it! Just a little longer, right? We are all thinking of you -
Lisa C.
So much for a "day off!" I guess they meant "a day off for BARFING."
You'll get through this fine, no doubt in my mind.
Still, I find myself complusively checking the blog every hour or so for the latest dispatch from "the war zone." All that's missing is Walter Cronkite's voice.
Susan,
I'm sorry you're feeling poorly. I wish we could do something to take the nasty side effects away! :-(
Glad you have a "day off" today, and that you're almost done with the hard part of this treatment.
I'm also glad that you're getting such good care there. Having someone sit beside your bed to watch over you sounds like an excellent precaution when these drugs are having their worst impact.
Keep your spirits up and remember you have a whole army out here rooting for you.
Sometimes my words of comfort don't always come out the way I feel. Whenever we would talk on the phone and I would have a fine fiery speech ready, like I was coaching again, you know I would get choked up and not be able to talk. As you would always say, "It's alright to cry."
No doubt you'll get through all this. Continue to be strong. It must be a great source of joy for you to have so many people give you words of encouragement and prayers of faith. Love ya!!!
Dear Susan - So sorry you're feeling so terrible. Will you let me know when you'd like me to visit???? This may be my chance to beat you at Scrabble.
I'm feeliing much better this afternoon with blood pressure returning to near normal and the juice and crackers staying down. (The shower and fresh linens didn't hurt either.]
I've got to save up my strength for day five of five tomorrow.
Thank you for the continued cheering section, prayers and support, both on and off the blog.
Love you all!
Janet, you smooth operator!
I was thinking the same thing! I suck at Scrabble, but if I get in to play when Smooky still has chemo brain, I have at least a chance of winning.
In the meantime, I am going to grab a Sharpie and start writing high-scoring words on my wrist. I'm thinking "quixotic" and "zenana" and "xanthine" to start.
Smooks,
Glad you're feeling perkier. Better chow down...while it stays down. You'll need all your resources for tomorrow's big chemo finale. If only I could make you some medicinal mac 'n' cheese...
Hey Susan,
Get a good book and a good night's sleep for tomorrow --
Lisa C.
We are pulling for you and watching the blog religiously here in Boston! Hugs to you, Susan!
So sorry you had that bout...now you are better...good! Take care...love you! Love, Suze
Hang in there, Susan! We are all thinking of you.
Barbara F.
I'm glad you're feeling a little better. Hopefully that's a trend that will continue. Thinking of you.
Holey moley, it does sound like the war zone over there. ...Home stretch Susan, home stretch!
Love and strength to you through day 5 Susan.
When little Bob was about 3, he told me if you feel bad, drink chocolate milk, it will make you feel better. You may want to try it. I did and it works. Definitely make it with whole milk and Bosco.
Hi Susan,
the Roth's are pulling for you. Have you seen Betsy Anderson, the nurse who I met? She promised to be nice to you! We love you and are hoping you are through this as soon as possible. lots of love, Barbara and Family
Hang on Smookie! I hope you're sleeping well tonight. Tomorrow at this time you'll have summitted and can finally relax! Add my "Rah! You go girl!" to the rest of the cheering crowd. The Smookie Nation is behind you a thousand percent!
Love, Mrs. Duck
You definitely can do it! Thinking of you, sending love.
You are in my thoughts and prayers constantly. I know you can do this. You're surrounded by a whole lot of love.
Good morning, everyone,
I think I may have to hold off on that Bosco chocoate milk. The nurse advised me not to eat because this morning because the high-Cytoxan causes nausea. (Yep, the same stuff I had before, just more of it.)
Right about now I can barely LIFT a Scrabble tile, let alone piece a word togethr. But everyone's time will come to see what a bd player I am.
I LOVE reading all of your comments and cheers!
Pulling for you and thinking about you today, Susan! It sounds rough but the good news is that it's almost over - yay!
Next you'll be getting the good stuff and recovering your strength. Hold onto that thought and give yourself a chance to build back up slowly. Don't rush it, or get impatient if you can't do everything you want to immediately.
Time will bring healing and all the strength of the SmookieNation (love that!) is behind you. :-) Hang in there, strong and positive woman.
Hey, good to see you're able to blog. Thanks for the update. I always think you should relax more, but I know our work ethic says, "keep going". You remind me of Grandma and Dad. I remember Grandma was always very busy during the winter. Winter? A slow time? Not really. Crocheting, knitting, painting flower pots, starting tomato plants from seeds, cooking , cleaning. Just when you thought winter was an idle time, Grandma was going about staying busy and productive. During the spring and summer she was taking care of the garden, painting rain barrels, mowing the lawn, putting up hay, and when she had animals, tending them, as well as looking ahead to winter. Never an idle moment. She lived to be 99. If work ethic translates to old age, you'll live to be a 100.
You stated in one of your posts, our Dad having a tremendous work ethic and how proud you were of him when a classmate mentioned Dad was crazy for working so hard. Now you know how I feel when I read about your fighting spirit and great attitude.
I remember the time Grandma wanted a small maple tree cut down, that was situated along the lower path. Dad and I were up to the task and started in the morning. We got axes and saws out of the old smoke house (yes, axes and sawes, NOT chain saws.)Morning passed, Grandma hollered down to us and said lunch was ready. Dad said he didn't have time for lunch, we had to get the tree cut up before it turned dark. Sure enough, we got it finished before dinner. Dad would stay focused on a project until it was finished.
Dad tells the story of running 440 yard dash at a track meet in Clarksburg, WV, circa 1930's. Anyone who has run the 440 or 400 meter race, knows the pain one has to endure just to compete. The final 100 is the toughest and the monkey will get on your back if you allow it. Dad said he came around the last turn with 100 yards to go. Another runner came up on Dad's shoulder to pass him. Dad thought to himself, "You're not going to beat me." He dug deep inside, as all champions do, endured the pain of the final 100 yards and beat that kid. Having the physical skills to excel is one thing, having the winning attitude is another. All champions have the will to persevere despite opposition or discouragement. Keep up the Strother tradition.
Love ya!
p.s. Hmmmm...I've never played scrabble. Do you think the CoH staff would allow us to set up a croquet game? Surely there's enough room.
Also, do you think "Smookie Nation" tee shirts would work?
Thinking of you.
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