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one of the greatest things about organic gardening + toddlers is that some nights you find a d’avignon radish in nuggetdaddy’s bathroom drawer.

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okay, actually eight isn’t enough as i’ve got four more chemo doses to go, but lord in heaven i am soooo over this shit.

i’m fat – newsflash – some people actually gain weight during chemo. thanks for that warning. someone please mail me a mumu because that’s all i’m going to fit in at the end of this.

i’m tired of this nasty taste in my mouth. i mostly drink carbonated beverages now because the bubbles help mask any strange flavors.

i’m exhausted and i can never get a good night’s sleep anymore.  last night nugget slept with her grandmamie though, so i slept with prince lunesta.

my face and neck are now turning a lovely shade of red for the first few days post chemo.  what makes the red man red?  i guess it’s chemo.

the neuropathy is causing me to drop things.  most unappreciated was the bowl of chicken tortilla soup in tiny apartment’s dining room/library/office which is oh so pleasantly carpeted in beige.

 

here’s yesterday’s chemo self-portrait.  i think i like this one best because you can’t see my hair.  when i look at it i just see me. 

you can check out the real world page for the hair update.  i shave it every week or so because while it is still growing, only about half of it is.  so, no, i don’t want to let that half start growing out into a lovely head of string hair.

chemo dose 8

 

here are the latest new house photos.  the fireplace mantle and hearth are in, and the hardwood flooring was going in on my last visit.

living room fireplace

sunroom wood floor installation

 

these two photos are a follow-up to my last post about the shake.  i got a lost of questions about that!

siding

shake

 

tomorrow, nugget and i are off to orlando to visit family and make her first trip to walt disney world.  i am beyond excited.  she just understands that she’ll get to see minnie’s, er, “mimmie’s” house, and girl loves her some mimmie!  mimmie loves you too, nugget!

wdw 25th anniversay train station photo shoot

 

last night was rough!  nugget, ever the fan of routines, has taken to developing her own late night-waking agenda.  i think the wakings might be spurred by nightmares.  i’m fairly certain last night’s was.

it starts with the wake up and is followed by the insistance that we exit the bed.  she then drags me into the kitchen, usually with the request for tea.  that’s right, i said tea.

sippy cup in hand, she instructs me to sit on the kik-step, saying,  “mama!  mama! up!” while smacking the stool where i should sit.  after a few swigs of tea, she’s on to the next task.  “mama.  up!  up!” she bellows while dancing around the kitchen near the cake dome.  there are doughnuts under that dome.  she knows.  she wants them.  now.  up i pick her and she squeals, “do-duts!”

it’s 12:30 or 2:15 or 3:45 am and i don’t care what she wants to eat as long as she eats it quickly and we can go back to bed.  soon.  “mimmie!  mimmie!”  doduts must be eaten with her minnie mouse fork.  i hope it’s clean.  we find mimmie and put her dodut on a plate.  “mama!  up!”  back on the stool i sit and she eats.

“mama, up!”  she runs into tiny apartment’s living room and smacks the coffe table.  this is where we should finish eating doduts with mimmie.  “maaahmuhhh!” she coos lovingly.  i thank her, but insist i am really not hungry for doduts at this hour.  unacceptable!  i pretend to eat bites of dodut.

“mama!  mama!  up!”  she escorts me into tiny apartment’s pantry/laundry room.  it is time to graze.  “hmmmm…” she ponders the many choices on the wire shelves.  it’s usually some organic, animal-shaped cracker or cookie that she chooses.  after a few of those i beg to return to the bedroom.

some nights are better than others.  this did not at all go well last night.  there was screaming and crying and pleading.  i think she was not only afraid of the earlier nightmare, but also had some horrible gas pains that were terrifying her.  i finally got her to agree to sleeping on me in her nursing chair.  i hope the neighbors got back to sleep quickly.

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