KD has been getting exercise since he spent a month laying down and has no muscles left. That's a lot of pacing up and down the hall or doing circuits around the back yard. This confuses the dogs to no end. And the cat is pissed because she's used to him sitting still so she can lay on him.
I think the biggest excitement of the day was that he started on a different medication. He's off Levaquin which is a strong, general antibiotic. Now he's on one that mostly targets pneumonia and similar bugs. We've got a chart and a box of bottles and it's sometimes hard to keep track of what pills he should take at any given time. I think they're pretty ... some cobalt blue, some pink, some shiny black ... but then, I'm not the one having to swallow them all. He practically rattles like a maraca.
Hm... not to get off topic but I adore Wikipedia and had to look up maracas. I don't know if it counts as synchronicity, but apparently Bo Diddley is famous for having a maraca player in his band. Local celebrity and guitar player. Maracas. Okay okay .. back to topic. Sorry about that :-)
I know you've all seen pictures of KD without his legendary hair. It's pretty much gone. He looks like a kiwi fruit. And even that is starting to fall out.
The other famous side effect of chemo is thankfully absent. He's not been nauseous very much at all. I can hear him mooching around in the kitchen right now in fact. I ran to the store earlier for provisions and he requested a whole cheesecake. So I think his tummy is fine.
It's hard to imagine that exactly a month ago today we were in Dr. Stechmiller's office after the bone marrow biopsy and we still hadn't heard the word 'cancer'. We were listening to the nurses in the hall talking about getting out of work early so they could get on with their New Year's Eve plans. It feels like a thousand years ago to me.
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