Looking good or good looking

Well, here we are the day after chemo. Bob and I are putting up with each other. I am tired, but doing not too badly yet.

I had another good meeting with Dr. Haider at Moffitt on Monday. She is so sensitive to allowing me to maintain my lifestyle that it is refreshing. She suggested a slight modification to my treatments that may help with the mouth sores. In addition, the cancer center prescribed something called Magic Mouth Wash, a mixture of Benadryl, Lidocaine and Maalox to help with the mouth sores. I am to swish this four times a day. Oh yes, I also got an antibiotic for a tooth infection.

What really excited me is that Doctor Haider, a young attractive doctor, told me that I look good. Is that the same as good looking?

On Tuesday, I learned that my white blood count is very low. Just high enough to get my treatment, but still low. As a result, I will be getting shots to boost my immune system on both Friday and Saturday.

I continue to forget things. Last Saturday, the research manager gave me a recipe that had come in the mail for a chicken dish. I faithfully went to the store, bought all the ingredients and came home without the recipe. Boy, was I in trouble. I screwed up my courage and called Denise Hobbs, a realtor who had sent the recipe, asking if I could get a second copy. She emailed it to me and asked me to tell her if it was good. Meanwhile, the research manager had come up with a variation, that was very good. I sent a note back to Denise, thanking her for the recipe and telling her that I really enjoyed dinner. Don't tell her what happened though.

One of the recent internet phenomenons is the Yanni-Laurel conundrum. The research manager found a site that explained why some people hear Yanni and some Laurel and how different ranges can change what you hear. All I ever heard was Yanni. The research manager is mostly Laurel. I guess opposites attract.

I have to get back to the second period of the hockey game. It is a good distraction.

We have taped the Survivor finale to watch it over the weekend. There are benefits to being sick: you get your television choice!