Drip, Drip

Drip drip drip goes the docetaxel. Time in the infusion center is measured not in seconds, minutes or hours; instead it goes by in drips and milliliters.
The day isn't comfortable; some ill defined pain started acting up in Karen's back this morning.  We add and adjust the pillows and adjust the recliner as we try to find an acceptable position. We see Dr. K today because Dr. Levy is on vacation. He's Dr. K because no one can pronounce Karthikeyan Kandavelou. He's personable and very thorough so we're happy.  Actually we're happy with everyone here at the cancer center; after so much time here it's like having a second family. Today we're all Irish; sharing some green cake and listening to irish ballads on the sound system. 
Family came to visit Karen this past weekend. Her aunt Georgia, cousin Eric and his wife Kerry spent Sunday with us. Some more buttons and homemade bread to brighten the day.
Another week where strength seems to be increasing rather than decreasing. The magic of the buttons must still be working. Got some lovely ones from Pat and Jon Breux.  Jill Walker stopped by to sew some on and a hand (button) event from artist Bibiana Padilla Maltos.
We've got a week off from chemo coming up. Karen is on once a week for three weeks then off a week. We're trying to decide if she's strong enough for a trip somewhere....even an overnight somewhere would be a nice victory to begin spring with.

                                                                                                                              Bibiana's event score, photo by William Evertson

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