I had my annual checkup with the allergist to discuss how my shots are going. I told him I didn’t think I was doing as well allergy wise as I was about a year ago when I was still on weekly shots. Around that time I was about to switch to once every two weeks, but we also decided to expand my three shots to four to get better dosages of some of the allergens. Once those acclimated I went to every other week but it appears I wasn’t ready for that yet.
So now I’m back to every week and I’ll be checked again in six months. Yesterday was my first day back with the weekly shot and I already feel better today than I normally do 8 days after my last shot so I think this is a good thing. Yay for getting better!
After consulting with the oncologist and being given the option of another more extreme surgery and 4 rounds of radiation a week for 4 weeks, we decided on the radiation. The surgery might change his gait and will take a few weeks to recover from and leaves the radiation as the only future option. The radiation has about the same success rate and leaves us with more options in case of future relapse. Grover starts his radiation therapy on October 10.
Yesterday when I got home Sage was refusing to put any weight on her front left leg and the left leg was pretty swollen. From what we can tell, she and Grover were rough-housing and she got hurt. Off to the emergency room with her since we thought it might be broken. They examined her and thought she might have hyper-extended the joint but x-rayed it just to be sure it wasn’t broken. There didn’t appear to be a break but a radiologist will examin eit on Friday. In the meantime they mummified her leg with the plastic bandage stuff so she can’t bend it and she has to wear that for two weeks and not be very active during that time. She was doped up from the sedative for the x-ray so she could barely stand with that thing on last night. This morning she can walk on it but it makes a lot of noise on the wood floor. It’s like she’s a walking drum stick and the floor is a giant drum.
Now that I’ve finished Children of Dune I better understand that Dune Messiah was a necessary story to tell first. Children of Dune takes place nine years after Dune Messiah.
I’ve been avoiding talking about this unless it’s been directly mentioned. Partially because I just didn’t want to be thinking about it so much, and partially because when I told people about it I wanted as much information as possible. But I’m done with that now. We know all we’re going to know and it’s easier if others know. Continue Reading »
Finally I was in one place long enough to sit down and focus on Control Room, the al-Jazeera documentary dating to the start of the Iraq war. It is really interesting watching them try to get information and work hard to present a high quality news report. I like when they reason that the information given is crap because they know the area and know what is and isn’t possible. The best parts of the film though are when they are just sitting down and talking with their American counterparts and military information officers about the conflict and the middle east in general.
In America has been on loan to me for probably close to a year so I figured it was time I watched it. It’s a modern-day immigrant’s tale which is refreshing because I think we have a good idea how immigrants dealt in the 30s. The movie has a deeper feel, like it is based on a book, but that isn’t the case.
Another borrowed movie (same time) that I just finished watching is Crash. What a fantastic movie on all levels. I cared about every character and every story. It reminded me of Grand Canyon but more coherent and involving. I wanted it to keep going. Why isn’t there some 3-hour director’s cut for this?
Nicole and I were walking down the sidewalk and I dodged a branch which made me head-butt the bee. The bee fell a few feet but looked a little irritated so I hurried along.
Then down by Aldo’s at the yacht harbor (they serve dinner now) two little girls were selling jewelry they made. After we passed them on the way out we heard them start calling “Jewelry for sale” but it kept getting louder and louder like there was one specific person they were targeting (it wasn’t us). Finally it was up to full blown yelling and screaming “JEWELRY FOR SALE!!!!!!!” I’m thinking they’re going to be going for a swim in the yacht harbor today.
