Sunday, January 8, 2012

Yellow Slippers

There is a term, which I can’t remember, for a phrase that describes a condition in terms that are immediately understood. That’s the $64 question, what is that term? Like I said, I forgot.  Anyway, as an example, the term ‘pizza face’ would describe someone with acne, or if I was looking at a guy and said “nice rug”, you would know I was referring to his hair piece. If you were a urologist, or go to one like I do, you would learn that the term used to describe a man with prostate problems is, that guy with a ‘rusty zipper and yellow socks’. “If the shoe fits.’ But don’t take me too seriously, although there is some truth to things like this, which is the reason they are humorous. Anyway, I got up this morning and was headed to the John to avoid the ‘rusty zipper and yellow socks’ thing when I was confronted at the bedroom door by Kat. She informed me that I could only pass after a kiss. I told her ‘this is no time to mess around and we better make it quick or your pretty blue slippers are going to be yellow”. I did make it and got a much better kiss later.

I did have what I thought was my last chemo treatment. But now I am scheduled for three more. My doctor thinks it’s best and I want to do what is right. I’ll have the next on the 18th and then the last on the 1st of February I believe. Then I’ll have an evaluation and maybe we can get out of here. And the Doc knows that and agrees. We’ll see. Right now we’re thinking we’ll try the VA hospital in southern Oregon. Roseburg. The reports we’ve heard are all very positive. Neither of us is all that excited about Portland or Seattle. Just too much of hassle in terms of population and traffic. And southern Oregon is much more RV friendly. Not too far to the coast or mountains. The southern coast of Oregon is really neat. But! As is the case with extra chemo, I will do what’s right. If we have to go to a more complete facility like Portland or Seattle, we know the way. And we have the motorhome so we are likely to roam all around the Northwest most of the summer. I should only need to be at the VA hospital in late April for a while and then again in late October. That’s my six month rotation on the uretal stents and hormone therapy. And I’m really looking forward to doing some exploring in the Northwest. I don’t have much of a ‘bucket list’ but maybe I can dream up a few items just to cross them off.

Tidbits: A few days last week it almost felt like winter was upon us. Arrghh !!! Winter sucks ! Right next to chemo. But then just a few months ago up in Hondo in the throes of summer I would have paid big bucks for a couple of those days. Not now! This is a little out of date, but did anyone besides me notice that the Army-Navy football game as listed on Direct TV gave a subject description of “Military-War”. No kidding ! Right in the spot where they put the genre of a listing like Romance, Comedy, Action-Adventure, it was listed as “Military-War”. Does that kind of demonstrate a bias in the media or what ????? It was a freakin football game for Crisakes !!! We are nuts !! Oh and just so you know, I have now been cooking (off and on) for 59 years, 7 months, and 17 days (figuring I started at 8 years and some months) and have yet to need one of those egg crackers advertised on TV that I just can’t live without. And a Happy New Year to all. We braved the fallout, put on our flak vests and steel pots (helmets) and went out on New Years Eve and watched the fireworks all around us. Fireworks are huge down here. It sounds like a war zone on every holiday. And based on the fact that every once in a while a bullet hole is found in some building around here, all that goes up is not just a Roman Candle or Sky Rocket. Steel pots can come in handy.