Observations from My Two Worlds

As I began thinking about the weekend, I found it difficult to stop the spinning wheel in my head. When it did eventually slow, an image popped into my mind: that of cell division. Yeah, weird, huh?! The armchair psychologist in me thinks that image surfaced because for so many months all my thoughts and energies were on the CBitch. Now, with soon-to-be quarterly check ups the norm and not much day-to-day CBitch activity to report, my little bubble of a world is growing larger and splitting into two parts, each carrying a little DNA from the other. Thus, my daily observations come from both spheres of my life. Make sense? :)

Observations from sphere ...
#1: Evidence of radiation continues to show itself on my skin. While the sensitivity has not ratcheted up, the discoloration continues to deepen. But, hey, since it's not bikini season, why fuss! I have an appointment with my onocologist, Dr. Lustberg, on Tuesday to discuss treatment going forward, this includes (I think) starting me on daily Tamoxifen, which I'll take for five years. They also want to talk to me about being part of a clinical trial. If I recall correctly, it's pretty minimal as far as my obligation -- will wait to hear more on Tuesday.

#2: My pit bull-owning neighbors have made the decision that they, and I quote, "... do not feel comfortable continuing to pay for something that we're not entirely sure whose dog initiated the situation." That is a bummer. I've written them a letter urging them to reconsider so that this can be handled in a neighborly and amicable fashion. I was going to ask this of them in person, but after some thought and sage advice, decided the written word would be a better choice. Keep your fingers crossed and say a prayer that they rethink their position.

Like the salt-and-pepper wisps reappearing across my head, some golden coverage is beginning to sprout on Sedona's neck and back. She continues to be a good girl about not scratching at her staples or her stitched-up ear. She really is a brilliant dog, my Sedona!

Pic o' the Day

I maintain she is brilliant:
Having shredded my writing tablet Friday night in frustration at my absence,
she had the presence of mind to hold her stuffed bear for the "ah" affect
while mustering a look of chagrin ...