I had a great time in Phoenix visiting my Mom and Dad. I was there a week. We went to see 2 movies, Date Night and The Bounty Hunter. My Mom and I played 3 games of scrabble and numerous games of cards. We also got my Dad to play some cards with us. I got to visit my Grandma and Aunt Linda and Uncle Rich. We took Grandma out to dinner. I enjoyed a lunch with my Mom's girlfriends. It was alot of fun. My Mom and I did a little shopping. I felt pretty good much of the week.
Before I left for Phoenix I had another paracentisis in which they removed 3 half liter bottles of fluid out of my abdomen which is a good amount. It had only been a week and a half since the other one when they removed 4 and a quarter half liter jars. I hope I can go longer this time before having to have the fluid tapped.
I have chemo #33 on Tuesday. My friend Karen has been coming to keep me company. She is going to be there again tomorrow.
I have so many special friends.
Have a great week.
Michelle
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This blog documented Michelle McDonough's healing journey as she recovered from Cholangiocarcinoma, or Bile Duct cancer. Michelle was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer in December 2008 and passed away on July 6, 2010. This page remains as a memorial to the strength and courage of this amazing woman.
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About Me
Patience
Subsumed in the river of time,
I move from day to day to day.
Often battered by rock and shoal,
when minutes creep and crawl,
and Dread, that silent mummer,
freezes heart and soul.
Then at times, the river sweeps ahead,
deep and fast, smooth sailing.
That's when Hope, my old friend,
done up in a guise of good news,
brings light and cool comfort,
and rumors of health on the mend.
Thus I travel life's stream,
by water now laggard, now hasty.
Yet mindful of what must be,
the river endures, in a timeless way,
intent upon its distant goal,
of sunlit sand and open sea.
JR Hume
March, 2009
"for Michelle"
I move from day to day to day.
Often battered by rock and shoal,
when minutes creep and crawl,
and Dread, that silent mummer,
freezes heart and soul.
Then at times, the river sweeps ahead,
deep and fast, smooth sailing.
That's when Hope, my old friend,
done up in a guise of good news,
brings light and cool comfort,
and rumors of health on the mend.
Thus I travel life's stream,
by water now laggard, now hasty.
Yet mindful of what must be,
the river endures, in a timeless way,
intent upon its distant goal,
of sunlit sand and open sea.
JR Hume
March, 2009
"for Michelle"
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