Back to the chemo again.

Yesterday was the first day back at chemo. One of the nice things is that you start off getting steroids. That set me up for the day.

I spent most of the five hours there diverting my attention using my wireless headphones and the IHeart radio app on my IPhone listening to music and selecting favorites. It was fun. I was the last person to leave the cancer center, the last man standing as it were.

Not that everyone thinks like that. When the driver picked me up, knowing that she has been looking for a new car, I suggested that she should get a black sedan (I had in mind a town car) and she said "Oh, a hearse?" Not what I had in mind. I told the research manager my idea re the black sedan when I got home. Her reaction? "You mean for a hearse?" I may need more support staff!

One downside to yesterday was that I forgot to shave around my port. As a result, Sherry, the most experienced nurse had trouble getting the tape that holds the connection to the pump (Bob) in place to stick. I suggested that she should perhaps get someone better to do it. She laughed. I think that I will pay for this on Thursday when I take Bob back.

As I was leaving I noticed a flyer about Drum Therapy for cancer patients. Now I want to tell you, at night, I used to fall asleep to drum meditation music. The research manager who finds music too stimulating to fall asleep called it "Bingo Bongo" music. It disappeared. I told her that was likely the cause of the cancer. She thinks it has more to do with my earlier diet.

As I was waiting for the elevator, a woman was waiting talking on the phone. She asked if her mother wanted to go to the "nail place." I told her that there was an Ace Hardware store just down the street. She smirked like younger people do at all of us old jokers.

The interesting news is that my CEA cancer marker has dropped further to 1.8. The research manager says that this is a good sign and should mean it will be easier to control this thing. Bob Wright may be right! At present, I am at the stage of taking liph (which not only tastes terrible, but also makes my body more alkaline.) We were pronouncing it "Life" until I got up a few days ago and said I was going to take my liph. We have decided to pronounce it Lif!

Where am I today? I had a great sleep last night and a decent day today, although I am tired and cold this evening. I find my appetite waning. The hiccups immediately after ingesting anything have reappeared as the first real side effect. Oh, and watching two people get engaged on The Amazing Race brought me to tears. My sensitivity is increasing as it did last time.

I looking forward to taking Bob back tomorrow. I will have to decide what color shirt is appropriate for the next few days. Yellow is second best. Blue is the worst.

Thanks to all for their concern, prayers, positive energy and help. I can soak up all the energy you can provide.