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[personal|cancer] A quiet day in an unquiet life

Nothing big going on today except a Peking duck dinner this afternoon at Seres. Today is Mother of Child’s birthday, so we’ll be celebrating her there whilst enjoying Chinese food. Jersey Girl in Portland is over for much of the day tomorrow, and an out of town friend is visiting. I plan to just enjoy my weekend.

I see my medical oncologist on Monday to talk about the surgery outcomes. We’ve generated five pages of questions to discuss. Meanwhile, my health insurance carrier has again decided that my medical oncologist is out of network. This is a persistent data error at their end which no one but me has incentive to solve, so once more I am forced to hours of phone calls, and a possible complaint to the state insurance commission — or at least the threat of such a complaint — to get anything done.

Have a good weekend, and I will essay to do the same.

[personal] My year in review

I don’t really have the heart or the energy to do a full year in review. So here’s how 2012 feels to me in retrospect:

cancer cancer cancer
writing cancer birthday
lisa cancer jersery girl
cancer ace jordyn writing
cancer cancer lisa
cancer writing cancer
cancer child cancer
cancer cancer cancer

As far as it goes, I’ve got two different 2012 novellas coming out in two different forthcoming Year’s Best volumes, and I won an Audie this past year, and some other good stuff. Especially the sharp improvements in my personal life. So 2012 was not a wipe out, just very hard and frustrating.

Unfortunately, 2013 will almost certainly be a much worse and harder year than 2012, for cancer and related reasons.

So cancer cancer cancer redux.

[cancer] A bit more on series three, session six

Yesterday ran somewhat off the routine. Many of the usual suspects were off to brunch and a matinee of the Portland Revels. Documentarist @dratz had fallen ill and removed himself from my immunocompromised presence. Team E—, H—, and Jersey Girl in Portland were in the house doing various things including handling my needle extraction. Also, installing my latest tourist attraction:

Remote control for the toilet

…thanks to a recent, generous gift from a friend, and a whole bunch of work by Team E—. I can now have a warm butt in the middle of the night. This is a luxury not to be sneezed at. Plus, well, this: [ | LiveJournal ] historical perspective on my last visit to Japan. Apparently what goes around really does come around.

Meanwhile, the lower GI follies have started days early. I realize that I am one of those people who would complain if you hanged me with a new rope, but, really, do I need to be up for an hour at two in the morning dealing with this? The reverse, not dealing with it, would of course be worse.

I ended the day being peeved at half of everybody, which really means there’s something wrong with me, not them. The magic of chemo brain. Today is not promising to be any better in the lower GI department, but at least that hints at relief earlier in the rest of the week, which is to be hoped for. Plus I’m off chemo now until about the beginning of February as we gear up for my third liver resection in January. It’s a sad state of affairs when the prospect of major abdominal surgery means an improvement in your daily life.

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