Hanging in there

Mike has finished 7 sessions of chemo. We have 5 more to go. Each time is worse than the time before. He's lost a lot, but not all, of his hair; keeps getting very bad thrush; and is sicker each time. The biggest problem is that he has a hard time accepting that he can't do what he's always done. He tries to do too much, then makes himself sicker.

A couple of weeks ago, he insisted on working on a food plot he's putting in for the deer at our cabin in Tennessee. When he came in he looked scary horrible. After some salt and water and sitting in a chair for awhile he got a bit better. When we went in for chemo the next week we learned that his port had broken and a 5" piece of catheter was stuck in his heart. They had to go in thru his groin to his heart and fish it out. Then he had a picc line for awhile and now has a new port.

My weight loss is effortless. I'm down over 90 lbs now. Neither one of us really wants to eat.

As a reward to myself for losing so much I bought a Majacraft Saxonie from a woman on Ravelry. When it arrived, it was just placed in a box with a couple of sheets of styrofoam on each side. Of course it was horribly broken. Majacraft doesn't make that wheel anymore, but the wonderful people at Majacraft are making me a new drive wheel (the big wheel on the spinning wheel). I'm so grateful. Mike says he can fix the rest of the damage to the wheel.

Good things: I bought new pants yesterday in a size I wore 35 years ago. I'm buying pretty underwear again (instead of old lady underwear). I can hook my own bra in the back. Walking feels good. The cabin looks great (it's been painted, got a new road and the new porch is almost finished). I've learned to blend fibers with my wool combs and it's really pretty. My 6-month labs came in and I'm normal (no more diabetes, high blood pressure, or high cholesterol). We're over half way done with the chemo.