Sleep Study Anecdote.

Ironically the worst night of sleep I've had in years was last night -- feel like midgets spent the evening slapping me in the forehead every time I closed my eyes. That should make for some entertaining results with this sleep study. Going to end up the poster child for something at this point.

I, For One, Welcome Our New Cyborg Overlords.

Getting a port put in today. I fought this for what, 3 years? Sick of getting poked and nurses not being able to find my veins easily anymore, but I had fought this until recently. I think something changed when I was in the hospital last month with pneumonia. I just feel defeated a bit, broken down. Tired of mentally fighting to pretend things could go back to normal, that this was all just a phase. Something about staring at those ceiling tiles, again and again, just broke down my resistance, until the thought of just not being stuck (or missed, as the case more often is) constantly got to be too much. 

Oh well -- on the bright side, I foresee a LOT of natural painkilling methods tonight followed by a sick UFC card on Saturday, so screw it, bring on the cyborg Rich.

Pneumonia Again.

Pneumonia.

Again.

Sigh.

Yum, Zometa!

This about says it all regarding Zometa infusions:

Almost Free ...

I get to leave! Waiting for paperwork now. The folks at PSL actually saved my life ... from another medical facility. Bizarre to be in a situation like that, but the folks here are awesome. And now I get some family time while the CBCI folks rethink some of my dosages in this clinical trial. So a week off chemo to heal some more, sunshine and the wife and kiddo. 

Thank you all again for the notes and stuff -- that has helped immensely through this.

From Hospital to ... Hospital?

Got discharged from SkyRidge yesterday with wrong diagnosis which didn't end well. Amy drove me down to PSL today after coordinating with my oncology team -- this is where CBCI works out of. In good hands and confident we're on track to get me home safe, been a long goddamn week though.

Thank you all for the notes, visits and texts -- in a week I seriously thought was my last one it's meant a lot.

ICU at Sky Ridge.

Been in the ICU since Saturday at Sky Ridge when I was having trouble breathing and catching my breath. On the plus side it's not pneumonia, but they aren't sure what's wrong either -- best guess is sepsis (sp?). Been just laying here watching one organ after another freak out. That cancer life though! 

Damn near almost died Saturday night so that was certainly a life experience I won't be forgetting anytime soon.