<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729</id><updated>2009-11-12T15:12:20.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-1755074019713408582</id><published>2009-10-21T18:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T19:57:07.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't A Girl Just Get One Step Ahead?</title><content type='html'>Can't I just have a normal life for a day? I mean seriously I'd settle or an hour if that would be possible. On the 19th (Monday - when I had my treatment I was feeling pretty good, tired though. So I had my chemo, and got that shot to boost my red blood cell count again - yeh the one that hurts unless they push it in fast enough and not all of them do that. Everything was all hunky - dory. Well, at some point during the afternoon I did something to the mid - left section of my back and as the night went on it got worse and worse. Yesterday I barely got out of bed and it was killing me to even breathe because of the pain. Today was a little better, but not as much mostly kicking me in the  - it just . I can drink a few small sips at a time - like 2 - and I haven't even attempted to eat so we are using the feeling tube. I've mainly been sleeping the day away with the drugs. Does anyone have any back /injury fixes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Okay, so I wrote that over  period of a few days and I'm getting a little better I think. I'm drinking more by mouth now  and I think that is from the antibiotics because I coughed up some nasty nasty stuff that had been stuck in my throat. We still don't have a date in December for when we are moving back. Things are just always changing out there - so we are still just playing it by ear! Okay, I'm stopping now, before I make even less sense than I have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-1755074019713408582?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/1755074019713408582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=1755074019713408582' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1755074019713408582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1755074019713408582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-girl-just-get-one-step-ahead.html' title='Can&apos;t A Girl Just Get One Step Ahead?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-1826015280135966036</id><published>2009-10-12T20:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:46:21.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Forgotten About Me Yet?</title><content type='html'>Long time no post! Well, I guess it's  been a week or two, which isn't toooo bad. I finally have some news to post about - see, good things Last week I had the week off from chemo and had my PET/CT scan. It was definitely nice not having to get up early for chemo on Monday. Today we got the scan results and they were definitely positive. The only scans he had readily available to compare them with were the scans from April and I've had several other scans since then during my hospital stays. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the scan results:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were originally two main tumors, one in each lung. The one in the right lung is near the middle of my chest. The tumor in my left lung (where they originally took the biopsy) is near the outside wall of my lung. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to the scans from last week my tumor in my right lung is not there anymore.  The tumor in my left lung is still similar in size (compared to April) but it is responding to the chemo. It's hard to explain. The tumor area is about the same size but the active part of the tumor that is lit up on the PET scan is smaller.     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So. My Oncologist thinks it's the Erbitux that is having such a good response so we are continuing  with it. I am stopping the Cisplatin and starting Taxol - which means I think I may end up losing my hair again, but I haven't read up enough on Taxol to know for sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is all the updating I'm going to do tonight - I think I've fallen asleep 7 or 8 times while writing this - Warner keeps poking me to wake me up. Goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-1826015280135966036?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/1826015280135966036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=1826015280135966036' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1826015280135966036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1826015280135966036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-you-forgotten-about-me-yet.html' title='Have You Forgotten About Me Yet?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-6335727359583293680</id><published>2009-09-21T11:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:34:03.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody Listen To Me!</title><content type='html'>Story Time!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my parents and brother came up to the apartment yesterday to visit for a little while. Well, I was feeling kind of run down all day so I hadn't eaten really at all so I decided to make some cheese toast because it usually goes down well. Well, rewind to Saturday night - per Warner's request - I made an apple cake from a recipe on The Pioneer Woman (it was actually a really good cake). Well, you cook the apples in a skillet and pop it in the oven once you put on the cake mix. The problem is that there is twenty pounds of butter in the recipe and apparently during the entire cooking time, butter had been dripping over the sides of the skillet on to the oven floor - which I noticed when I took the cake out but there wasn't anything I could do at that time while the oven was still hot. Okay, back to Sunday night and my cheese toast. I forgot all about the butter being in the bottom of the oven so I turned the oven on 400 and popped my toast in there (I'm not one to preheat the oven unless I'm baking bread or a cake or something like that). Well, the whole time it was cooking I was thinking it smelled like something was smoking or whatever - it wasn't too strong though so I ignored it. Well, I went to get my bread out and when I opened the door there was a small fire on the bottom of my oven - to which I exclaimed - "There is a fire in the bottom of my oven." AND NOBODY MOVED OR DID ANYTHING. My dad had been standing right next to me and he just walked away and sat on the couch. Then I said, "Umm...Warner there's a fire..." Nothing...then I slightly yelled "Somebody listen to me! The oven is on fire." And then my dad and Warner responded and dad blew out the fire and my mom and brother stared at me like I was crazy.  Apparently I didn't have enough of a reaction to the fire for anyone to think anything of it. Maybe I'll just have to be overly-dramatic next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-6335727359583293680?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/6335727359583293680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=6335727359583293680' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6335727359583293680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6335727359583293680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/09/somebody-listen-to-me.html' title='Somebody Listen To Me!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-7987935840359315047</id><published>2009-09-12T18:44:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T19:22:37.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue At It's Finest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;For the past week I have been fighting some extreme fatigue - which can always be quite entertaining since there is no telling what I will say or do - I can' recall any funny stories right now, but I know we've had our share the past few days. On Monday night I was running a high fever (101.8-102.3) so we called MBP because that's what you do at times like that. The on-call doctor wrote me a prescription for some antibiotics - because that is usually the problem, and it was - my tube that is still in my belly was all red a super painful and draining some. So, we got that fixed. On Tuesday I was still feeling pretty blah, just run down and out of it and I threw up once, so I had Warner take me in to MBP for some IV fluids and meds and whatever other magic potions they wanted to throw my way. Well, I didn't get any magic potions, instead I was the proud recipient of two bags of blood. Turns out I was quite anemic. So, I spent my day getting my transfusion. The transfusion did help for a while, I felt really good Tuesday and even on Wednesday. The problem, though, was that I was on the antibiotics and I'm also on blood thinner. Apparently the antibiotics can increase the effects of the blood thinner, and I'm guessing this is why I'm back to feeling run down. I do not have anymore antibiotics to take and I go into the doctor on Monday, so hopefully my body will work on straightening itself back out in the mean time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures from the house in Tulsa - we painted the study and the kitchen while we were there over Labor Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw4daaT4bI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dNwhvB79xys/s1600-h/IMG_4168.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw4daaT4bI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dNwhvB79xys/s320/IMG_4168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380737732757938610" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw4daaT4bI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dNwhvB79xys/s1600-h/IMG_4168.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;The kitchen nook area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw5uDX_6mI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tvpRFky7BMg/s1600-h/IMG_4171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw5uDX_6mI/AAAAAAAAAs0/tvpRFky7BMg/s320/IMG_4171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380739118143629922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wall on the right needs some art work or something to fill the space. We got the plates above the windows from Hobby Lobby and I'm debating about going and buying the larger one but I'm really not sure what to do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw4B-cC10I/AAAAAAAAAsc/vVpHKvcO5VY/s1600-h/IMG_4161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw4B-cC10I/AAAAAAAAAsc/vVpHKvcO5VY/s320/IMG_4161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380737261392549698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw3uXW9yhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/zKz6p77Q-eM/s1600-h/IMG_4159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw3uXW9yhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/zKz6p77Q-eM/s320/IMG_4159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380736924484749842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw5ThD03AI/AAAAAAAAAss/VhsOBS3mmaI/s1600-h/IMG_4187.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw5ThD03AI/AAAAAAAAAss/VhsOBS3mmaI/s320/IMG_4187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380738662255614978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;New artwork above the fireplace. One of our Washington pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw3c0hp6rI/AAAAAAAAAsM/DVfda8lQH28/s1600-h/IMG_4158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw3c0hp6rI/AAAAAAAAAsM/DVfda8lQH28/s320/IMG_4158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380736623076567730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My stomach with the tubes still in but my bruises from the Lovanox shots were mostly gone at this point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I'm going to head off to bed here soon! Goodnight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-7987935840359315047?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/7987935840359315047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=7987935840359315047' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7987935840359315047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7987935840359315047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/09/fatigue-at-its-finest.html' title='Fatigue At It&apos;s Finest'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sqw4daaT4bI/AAAAAAAAAsk/dNwhvB79xys/s72-c/IMG_4168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-4852128960188366320</id><published>2009-09-01T19:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:07:34.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a Hole In My Belly Dear Warner, Dear Warner</title><content type='html'>So, today I got my drainage tube taken out. You would think this would be no big deal because I had my PEG tube taken out last year and it was a piece of cake. Well, except for the whole confusion in the pre-op area and no one being able to find me, and yeah, no big deal. Well, turns out they put in a different type of tube this time - one with a non-deflatable stopper in it. NON-DEFLATABLE. Last time, my PEG tube had a balloon on the end of it and the radiologist just deflated the balloon and slipped the tube out. Then he butterflied the hole with tape and threw some gauze on there and we called it a day. This time, after waiting in the waiting room for an hour and a half (they were super behind) I went  back to the room only to find out that the G tube had the mushroom stopper on the end of it and that was going to be pulled through the hole in my belly - I wanted to start crying right at that moment, but I didn't. Then he pulled the tube out and let's just say I screamed some and then my eyes got quite watery. Warner's hand is probably broken in about 20 different places as well. So, he pulled the tube out in two yanks, yeah, not one, but two, and stomach content went everywhere. I soaked through tons of gauze in about two seconds. My tshirt and jeans did a good job of soaking up the stomach stuff as well. I'm still leaking a good bit tonight so I've got a stack of towels and gauze nearby and Dr. Warner is doing a great job by keeping me doped up on some pain meds for now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My stomach can close up by tomorrow (like it did last time) but there's always a chance that it may take a few days and I'm definitely going to be more sore this time than I was last time, just because of how they pulled the tube. And you know what the worst part is??? I still have my feeding tube in the right side of my stomach so I have to go through all this again eventually. I think I might be waiting a little while though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-4852128960188366320?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/4852128960188366320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=4852128960188366320' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/4852128960188366320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/4852128960188366320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-hole-in-my-belly-dear-warner.html' title='There&apos;s a Hole In My Belly Dear Warner, Dear Warner'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-7421777644018016580</id><published>2009-08-25T10:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:55:56.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much Is Going On Around Here</title><content type='html'>I am usually one of the first people in the chemo room on treatment days. We always scheduled treatments for as early as we could because it used to take all day and we just kept it that way. For the first couple of hours Warner and I both get to sit in recliners because the room takes a while to fill up, but eventually Warner has to move to a roll-y chair that the nurses move around and also use so he occasionally gets bumped from his chair temporarily. No big deal really. Well, there is one nurse who is kind of loud and she embarrassed the heck out of Warner yesterday by yelling to him from across the completely full room (she needed his chair), &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nurse&lt;/i&gt;: Mr. Bradley, I need your chair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warner&lt;/i&gt;: Okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nurse&lt;/i&gt;: Sorry I would have called you by your first name, you're too young to be Mr. Bradley. What's your first name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warner:&lt;/i&gt; It's Warner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nurse:&lt;/i&gt; Warren?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warner:&lt;/i&gt; no, Warner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nurse:&lt;/i&gt; Okay, Warner I need your chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERYONE was staring at him and he turned slightly red. Way to not draw attention to us! So now everyone knows who we are, although we already stand out in there because we are so young. I thought we had always done a good job of flying under the radar, but the first week I walked into chemo after Washington, I was amazed at all the people who commented and mentioned they had been praying for me and such. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in other news I have switched from daily Lovanox shots to taking Coumadin and my stomach is thankful. I'll have to post a picture of my stomach - it was dark dark purple and probably the worst bruise I have ever seen. I'm also getting my stomach tube out sometime soon - I'm waiting to hear when the appointment will be. I'll still have the feeding tube but that one is bearable - it's the drainage tube that gives me problems and I'm not using it any more so it just hurts all the time - so it is time for it to go. Well, that's all I've got for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-7421777644018016580?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/7421777644018016580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=7421777644018016580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7421777644018016580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7421777644018016580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-much-is-going-on-around-here.html' title='Not Much Is Going On Around Here'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-2113816392428582854</id><published>2009-08-16T09:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:28:23.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Back Muscles Is Hard Work</title><content type='html'>I have been a terrible blogger lately but the truth is, apart from telling you that everything is going great, I've got nothing to say! Or at least, I don't find most of it interesting, maybe you all would disagree, so here you go. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have finally gotten a step ahead of all the nausea and dehydration (this past week at chemo I didn't even need extra fluids) and I have had really good weeks since getting back from Washington, granted, any week that I don't go to the hospital is a good week! I have gained a significant amount of weight in the past two weeks - I'm up from 115 to around 130, but I'm still wearing a size 4 or 6 in pants which means I have been shopping a few times! My plan is to get my weight around 140 and keep it there, so we will see how that goes. I have stopped using the stomach drainage tube (I still have it, it's just closed) and I guess as long as things keep going well with that I'll get it out eventually. I still use the feeding pump. but it now just runs through the night and in the morning, which means I get to unhook from it all afternoon. Since I started gaining weight so quickly after Washington, because I am eating more by mouth, we do less food by the feeding tube. We couldn't do this before when I had the drain tube open because everything I would eat and drink would just come out through there and basically I relied completely on the feeding pump. The IV pole can also be a pain to push around so it's really nice to have some freedom from it for a little while each day once my pump is done - it's much easier to go shopping without it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have been eating about three meals a day by mouth - I still can't eat a whole lot at a time, but I do snack a lot in between meals. Hopefully I'll be completely independent of all my tubes here soon and they can come out! I've been cooking a good bit as well - something I've missed doing! I even bought a cute little apron from World Market the other day. I also bought a ton of new cake decorating supplies from Hobby Lobby yesterday and I can't wait to try them all out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always joke with Warner that growing back all my muscles is really hard work. Because I'm feeling so well, I'm usually super exhausted by the end of the day and since my muscles didn't get used for so long, they have been super sore lately! Especially my legs!! But I'm slowly getting more endurance and getting around better. Well, that's all the updating I have for now - I think I've rambled on long enough. I'll try to keep up with this thing more often now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! If you need Haley's address sent to you so you can send her your bracelet money, email me - sobradley@gmail.com , or leave your email address in the comment section so I know where to email it to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-2113816392428582854?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/2113816392428582854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=2113816392428582854' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/2113816392428582854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/2113816392428582854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/08/growing-back-muscles-is-hard-work.html' title='Growing Back Muscles Is Hard Work'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-1308758180228154585</id><published>2009-08-12T21:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:55:20.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Quick Note</title><content type='html'>My awesome friend Haley has mailed out the bracelets that she has finished so be watching your mailboxes. If you have not sent her the money for them, they are ten dollars each and I can get you her mailing address or you can send me the money and I will get it to her. I will post an update about us at some point in the near future - maybe even with pictures!! I know you guys miss me terribly, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-1308758180228154585?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/1308758180228154585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=1308758180228154585' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1308758180228154585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1308758180228154585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-quick-note.html' title='Just A Quick Note'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-8676568471360094886</id><published>2009-08-03T14:39:00.028-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:05:01.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Much Needed Break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictures from where we've been lately! Now you'll understand why we've been MIA from the blog. I'll post more pictures and stories later on. Enjoy these for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_xBAm1pI/AAAAAAAAAsA/kj72TwFHTXM/s1600-h/IMG_3426.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_xBAm1pI/AAAAAAAAAsA/kj72TwFHTXM/s320/IMG_3426.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827592352355986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view on top of Hurricane Ridge in Olympic National Park - it was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_sm-__fI/AAAAAAAAAr4/l55y_NF6lO8/s1600-h/IMG_3486.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_sm-__fI/AAAAAAAAAr4/l55y_NF6lO8/s320/IMG_3486.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827516646817266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On top of Hurricane Ridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_ngdM8uI/AAAAAAAAArw/EMVUfJz3NbY/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_ngdM8uI/AAAAAAAAArw/EMVUfJz3NbY/s320/IMG_3508.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827428995101410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Hoh Rainforest - they were experiencing a drought while we were there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_hjx7EYI/AAAAAAAAAro/4d5hjlkVru8/s1600-h/IMG_3543.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_hjx7EYI/AAAAAAAAAro/4d5hjlkVru8/s320/IMG_3543.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827326808101250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is "sunset" at Rialto Beach - it was quite foggy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_blb1bcI/AAAAAAAAArg/rI65M2lLxYM/s1600-h/IMG_3568.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_blb1bcI/AAAAAAAAArg/rI65M2lLxYM/s320/IMG_3568.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827224173112770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rialto Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_W8jgTdI/AAAAAAAAArY/OF3vnSj0tbE/s1600-h/IMG_3622.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_W8jgTdI/AAAAAAAAArY/OF3vnSj0tbE/s320/IMG_3622.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827144479952338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dungeness Spit! It was pretty neat out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_Q2mqkoI/AAAAAAAAArQ/oORFhJesXIo/s1600-h/IMG_3673.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_Q2mqkoI/AAAAAAAAArQ/oORFhJesXIo/s320/IMG_3673.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365827039803380354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is at the Lavender Farms - definitely one of our favorite parts of the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_MLRRA3I/AAAAAAAAArI/J-MqJ2UdI2E/s1600-h/IMG_3687.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_MLRRA3I/AAAAAAAAArI/J-MqJ2UdI2E/s320/IMG_3687.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826959451423602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were so many flowers out there and the lavender smelled soooo good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_HcYmM4I/AAAAAAAAArA/_esYSUqOAV4/s1600-h/IMG_3698.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_HcYmM4I/AAAAAAAAArA/_esYSUqOAV4/s320/IMG_3698.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826878146229122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were fields and fields of lavender!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_Clgb4QI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2cbnSfv3w6I/s1600-h/IMG_3731.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_Clgb4QI/AAAAAAAAAq4/2cbnSfv3w6I/s320/IMG_3731.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826794695680258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-8HenbnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/KLRTGp8vWCM/s1600-h/IMG_3732.JPG+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-8HenbnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/KLRTGp8vWCM/s320/IMG_3732.JPG+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826683555769970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-2vfYfnI/AAAAAAAAAqo/RKwuph65UJk/s1600-h/IMG_3733.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-2vfYfnI/AAAAAAAAAqo/RKwuph65UJk/s320/IMG_3733.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826591217188466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-xEMEBnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hc-eJqv_9x0/s1600-h/IMG_3738.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-xEMEBnI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hc-eJqv_9x0/s320/IMG_3738.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826493694084722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-r4csgYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Gl6RIRprBds/s1600-h/IMG_3765.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-r4csgYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Gl6RIRprBds/s320/IMG_3765.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826404643275138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is at the Dockside Grill at the John Wayne Marina where we ate for our anniversary dinner. The food was okay but it lacked the cajun spices! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The made a really good seafood bisque though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-mNEv-aI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/3SQzeb88e28/s1600-h/IMG_3808.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-mNEv-aI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/3SQzeb88e28/s320/IMG_3808.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826307100768674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crescent Lake - the water was absolutely gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-e0A1gCI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qqPheyUkxek/s1600-h/IMG_3809.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-e0A1gCI/AAAAAAAAAqI/qqPheyUkxek/s320/IMG_3809.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826180114382882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crescent Lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-ZHfwjEI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2guUowSQcP8/s1600-h/IMG_3833.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-ZHfwjEI/AAAAAAAAAqA/2guUowSQcP8/s320/IMG_3833.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365826082265140290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crescent Lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-SkL2N3I/AAAAAAAAAp4/iHfYlEmE4R4/s1600-h/IMG_3848.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-SkL2N3I/AAAAAAAAAp4/iHfYlEmE4R4/s320/IMG_3848.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825969707169650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sunset over Hurricane Ridge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-Dax5hnI/AAAAAAAAApw/WAhJFdlCM4c/s1600-h/IMG_3878.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc-Dax5hnI/AAAAAAAAApw/WAhJFdlCM4c/s320/IMG_3878.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825709484377714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from Hurricane Ridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc992u8tkI/AAAAAAAAApo/PE7qCqSAuP8/s1600-h/IMG_3906.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc992u8tkI/AAAAAAAAApo/PE7qCqSAuP8/s320/IMG_3906.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825613908981314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun set at like 9:00 so it was a late night for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc94df9-nI/AAAAAAAAApg/RRGzEE7ELhU/s1600-h/IMG_3984.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc94df9-nI/AAAAAAAAApg/RRGzEE7ELhU/s320/IMG_3984.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825521235917426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Seattle skyline from the space needle where we ate lunch before our flight on Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc9yHVeuhI/AAAAAAAAApY/7qa9a_yMnq8/s1600-h/IMG_4013.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc9yHVeuhI/AAAAAAAAApY/7qa9a_yMnq8/s320/IMG_4013.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825412207131154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep we ate lunch at the top of that thing! It spins around while you eat so you get to see the entire view of the city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc9tUGU85I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Kqp_Qks-Bds/s1600-h/IMG_4018.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc9tUGU85I/AAAAAAAAApQ/Kqp_Qks-Bds/s320/IMG_4018.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825329733890962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moon over Seattle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc9oeHqumI/AAAAAAAAApI/PPtl46-1vhI/s1600-h/IMG_4026.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc9oeHqumI/AAAAAAAAApI/PPtl46-1vhI/s320/IMG_4026.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365825246524521058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunset over Seattle - we were surprised by how nice of a city Seattle is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-8676568471360094886?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/8676568471360094886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=8676568471360094886' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/8676568471360094886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/8676568471360094886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/08/much-needed-break.html' title='A Much Needed Break!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Snc_xBAm1pI/AAAAAAAAAsA/kj72TwFHTXM/s72-c/IMG_3426.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-6848929802436957583</id><published>2009-07-22T17:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:36:51.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bug In My Arm</title><content type='html'>Last week it took them nine IV sticks to get a vein that would work for my chemo. And the vein they got was really tiny so they had to pump everything slowly. This week, they stopped sticking me after 3 tries. So I caved in and finally agreed to get a port in my arm I had already tried to have a PICC line placed but that didn't work and I've had two central lines on separate occasions while in the hospital but both times they had to come out before I left because of the risk of infection since they were only temporary. So, apparently it's about the size of a quarter and it right under my skin in the inside of my upper left arm. They didn't put my under for it, just gave me Versed and Fentanyl, but they couldn't give me very much because my blood pressure was ridiculously low, like 80s/50s. After I got the port I went and got my chemo. It was much quicker, that's for sure - no more searching for veins or burning  veins from some meds. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today is the day after chemo and I'm feeling good as usual. Tomorrow is usually when the fun kicks in. I'm just staying on top of my meds and all that for now and really hoping for a good week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We leave for WASHINGTON STATE  on MONDAY! Yay vacation. I'm really really excited! I'll write more later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-6848929802436957583?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/6848929802436957583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=6848929802436957583' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6848929802436957583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6848929802436957583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/07/bug-in-my-arm.html' title='A Bug In My Arm'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-3396076262840361555</id><published>2009-07-11T22:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:04:04.632-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Huggable Again!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update that we are home (we have been for a few days now) and readjusting to non-hospital living. The boys are here with us and Edgar is so happy to see Warner. He goes nuts when Warner gets home from work and Warner just has to look at him and his tail wags. Any time that Warner says "Good Boy" to either dog, Edgar's tail wags uncontrollably. When I say it, I get nothing. This all goes back to when Edgar was a puppy and Ruekie made sure to let him know that I was his and Edgar had to stay away - so he clung to Warner.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I no longer have C-Diff, although I'm still dealing with some lingering symptoms, and my white blood cell count is getting higher - it wasn't 100% when I left the hospital but it was definitely higher than it was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've had a few visitors the past two days. Dawn brought the kiddos by yesterday for a few hours and we just hung out on my bed and the floor. The dogs definitely enjoyed all the attention from Micah hugging and petting them and Molly and Mason throwing toys for them. Anne and Andy and their two kiddos came by today for a little bit to say hi and to bring us some awesome gifts that I would show you on here but you'd be jealous and we don't want that. Seriously though, they are pretty awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anne asked me how much I weigh right now and I didn't know at the time so I decided to hop on the scale to see if I gained or lost in the hospital and I'm up to a whopping 125. Yeah, I'm getting there...slowly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemo on Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-3396076262840361555?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/3396076262840361555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=3396076262840361555' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/3396076262840361555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/3396076262840361555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-huggable-again.html' title='I&apos;m Huggable Again!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-8460411853596574012</id><published>2009-07-01T17:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T18:32:11.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Touch This</title><content type='html'>I am still hanging out in the hospital - getting pumped full of tons of stuff, potassium, antibiotics, iron, and I got blood over the past weekend among other things. I came in for dehydration and ended up with a million this wrong with me. While here, My stomach tubes started hurting really bad and draining really bad around around them so I have them mega-bandaged. On top of that I developed severe diarrhea, and I mean severe. And on top of ALL of that my white blood cell count bottomed out. So, they began running a million tests and running scans. They thought there might be an abscess in my stomach but a CT scan ruled that out and just showed some colitis and inflammation, which was possibly causing some of the tube pain. Then they found out I have Cdiff so I was put in contact isolation - no one can touch me without wearing gloves because I am super contagious. I think I freaked Warner out last night because when he came in I was asleep and he didn't know about the cdiff yet, so he tried to kiss me, and I woke up real fast and yelled " Don't Touch Me!" He jumped back and gave me a crazy look so I had to explain it all to him. I'm on antibiotics for everything as well, so hopefully I'll be better soon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I have colitis, inflammation, CDiff, and I'm neutropenic...WOOHOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-8460411853596574012?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/8460411853596574012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=8460411853596574012' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/8460411853596574012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/8460411853596574012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-touch-this.html' title='Can&apos;t Touch This'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-5906659092368055635</id><published>2009-06-26T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:38:19.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And We're Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;I'm not sure which is worse, being back in the hospital, or getting really good care because we know all the nurses. Stephanie hasn't been feeling as good as she had previously the past couple of days, so her mom called me today after she had thrown up a couple of times. I called the doctor's office and was eventually told to bring her on in. Stephanie's doctor is out of town, but his partner that is on-call determined (rather quickly) that Stephanie was not only dehydrated, but dehydrated enough to put her in the hospital...again. So here we are, Stephanie is getting IV fluids and watching "What Not To Wear" and I'm not doing much at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;Grace and Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-5906659092368055635?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/5906659092368055635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=5906659092368055635' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/5906659092368055635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/5906659092368055635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-were-back.html' title='And We&apos;re Back...'/><author><name>warner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09877155041753691869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00394143189653118379'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-7108910142029668068</id><published>2009-06-21T19:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:16:56.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest</title><content type='html'>I finally weigh 120 pounds and I've also eaten two pieces of toast and a few bites of scrambled eggs (yesterday and today). There's my update for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-7108910142029668068?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/7108910142029668068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=7108910142029668068' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7108910142029668068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7108910142029668068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/06/latest.html' title='The Latest'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-6378030634832388121</id><published>2009-06-19T23:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:31:32.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Much of the Same</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive. I just haven't been up for posting much lately and honestly, not much is going on to post about. I had a series of doctors appointments this week that turned into marathon appointments by the end of them. My appointment with Heels was about 3 hours behind schedule or at least, that's how long it took and about 2 hours and 50 minutes of it was waiting. Usually we try to get the first appointment in the morning because we know that she backs up, but we scheduled this appointment a week in advance so we took what we got. I had my chemo appointments on Thursday and I ended up needed potassium for my blood so what was supposed to be 3 hours turned into 9. Yes, NINE. They have to infuse the potassium slow because of my small veins and potassium is really bad about tearing up veins and it burns as well. So my bag of potassium took about 5 hours to go in. Yeah, I needed a good bit of potassium I guess. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have next week off from chemo which will be nice, but I do like getting the fluids when I go - they seem to perk me up some. The trips to and from the doctors offices seem to wear me out the most - so I won't be missing that at all. When I go for chemo I get to lay in a bed during treatment because I get benadryl with the Erbitux so it knocks me out and I sleep for a good bit during treatment. I enjoy the special treatment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still weak but I think I'm getting stronger, at least a little bit. My legs are super skinny and Warner calls them my matchstick legs. I gotta get some meat back on them things! I think I am gaining weight, at least I know I'm not losing it. I can tell I've got a little more fat on my stomach right now and my face is filling out more and more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't have any big plans this weekend. My dad is coming up tomorrow to hang out and Paula mentioned maybe coming up? I just plan on lounging around as usual since I'm in my after days from chemo. Hopefully I'll be okay tomorrow and not too bad on Sunday which is usually one of the worst days as far as nausea goes. I did get an anti-nausea patch for my arm because I've been having a good bit of nausea when I should be feeling good during the week - mostly in the early mornings / almost the middle of the night. So, hopefully the patch will help some with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now I'm going to stop rambling, take a Phenergan and head to bed. Have a good night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-6378030634832388121?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/6378030634832388121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=6378030634832388121' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6378030634832388121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6378030634832388121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/06/much-of-same.html' title='Much of the Same'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-1307986713039851696</id><published>2009-06-13T21:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:41:31.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week</title><content type='html'>Well, I officially ignored the blog for a week and I still have nothing to say. I have been really tired since being home and pretty much spend a lot of my time sleeping. Mom has been at the house hanging out this past week and she went home tonight for a break and she'll be back on Monday morning to fall back into the routine of giving me meds and such - what a fun life! My dad gets to come by about twice a week as does my brother, to visit, so I get to see them a good bit as well. We got the dogs back today - we had my dad keeping them a little longer until we got adjusted to being back home. So, Charlie brought them up tonight - Warner was really happy to see them, as was I - I just can't get on the floor with them or anything so it isn't as fun! That's it for news around here right now. Everything is still the same as far as I know - but that really isn't much these days! Oh yeah, Hal says to let you all know that she is working on the bracelets and waiting for materials to come in. So, I'll keep you posted on those as I find out more! Oh well, I'm off to bed. Hope you all are having a good weekend and I'll try and update more often on here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-1307986713039851696?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/1307986713039851696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=1307986713039851696' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1307986713039851696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1307986713039851696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-week.html' title='One Week'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-6296114460168060569</id><published>2009-06-07T14:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:36:46.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprite and Gingerale</title><content type='html'>quick update I finally got home last night. i spent something like 15 days total in the hospital with my surgery for my SMA. I have a tube in my intestines, one draining my stomach, and staples up the middle - from the surgery. Hopefully I'll toughen up and get better soon. I'm still hurting a good bit from all the incisions and my home pain med isn't working like it does through an IV at the hospital! So, there's a long needed update I guess. Not too many details though. Anyone want to drop off any pain med gifts (via IV or shot)? I'm also really weak so not much phone talking for me - you won't be able to understand me!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later - I've had two sprites and two gingerales today....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-6296114460168060569?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/6296114460168060569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=6296114460168060569' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6296114460168060569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6296114460168060569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/06/sprite-and-gingerale.html' title='Sprite and Gingerale'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-3335787222255039896</id><published>2009-05-31T09:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:58:33.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Week Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stephanie has been in the hospital for 13 days this time. Right now there isn't a discharge date in sight, but the doctors are monitoring her daily. She is technically due for chemo again on Friday, we haven't heard whether or not it will be delayed again. So out of the past 42 days Stephanie has spent 24 in the hospital. Hopefully next time wil be much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-3335787222255039896?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/3335787222255039896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=3335787222255039896' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/3335787222255039896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/3335787222255039896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-of-week-two.html' title='End of Week Two'/><author><name>warner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09877155041753691869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00394143189653118379'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-8962660978964011341</id><published>2009-05-25T18:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:12:07.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Surgery Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stephanie had surgery today to correct the SMA Syndrome she's been suffering from the past month. Originally we hoped it could be corrected laproscopically, unfortunately that wasn't the case. The doctor made a small incision and basically removed the contents of her abdomen and put them back in lower to remove the small intestine from the area where the areteries were pinching together.&lt;br /&gt;Everything went well and Stephanie is now recovering. Unfortunately she can't swallow anything, which is really tough for someone as addicted to ice as she has become. She also has a PCA pump again, which is a pretty good thing for her.&lt;br /&gt;In less important news we got moved yesterday to a larger room with a stretcher for me to sleep on. Not quite as nice as the original room she was in a few weeks ago, which was pretty much a suite, but still much nicer than the pull out couch to sleep on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-8962660978964011341?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/8962660978964011341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=8962660978964011341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/8962660978964011341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/8962660978964011341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-surgery-down.html' title='Another Surgery Down'/><author><name>warner</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09877155041753691869</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00394143189653118379'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-2319378166611828507</id><published>2009-05-23T23:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:18:40.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shining A Little Light on The Subject Matter Of My Rare Diseases</title><content type='html'>Well, It seems like I've kept everyone in the dark as to what has been going on! I'll try to keep a coherent thought going on here, but just know you are forewarned. I had chemo on Friday and it was really no big deal. My doctor ordered a ton more fluids to try and stay ahead of all the problems I was having the first time around. It seemed to work like a charm. I woke up and ate some yogurt and milk and then had some broccoli and potato pureed soup. It had become a staple. Well, I did pretty well. I ended up staying in bed all day on Sunday quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nauseous and sleeping and popping pills as I could. I was up for most of the night Sunday night with my bucket, unable to keep anything down, including water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;So, Monday morning we called to go in to the oncology unit for fluids (my bloodwork showed I was barely dehydrated so it wasn't that!) So, I got some zofran, ativan, decadron, and fluids. After all that I still wasn't feeling well, so they went ahead and admitted me. I again had my stomach pumped (it's still being pumped as I write this). I guess it was later Monday that I had a bunch more tests run and I was woken up on Tuesday with the results??? Or maybe they did all the testing on Tuesday? Or Monday afternoon at some point saying they needed to run more tests to confirm if it really is my SMA again, because usually when they're certain they're right they're usually wrong, but they are definitely right this time. I apparently have this huge blockage on my small intestines.  So, long story short for the night, I haven't been able to eat anything my mouth since Monday except liquids because they get pumped right back out...which means yes, I have a NG tube in my nose to my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday I will be having surgery to correct the problem by moving my small intestines out of the way and by putting a feeding tube in my stomach and my small intestines to make me gain weight faster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But regardless, I'll finish the story tomorrow, it's bed time now!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-2319378166611828507?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/2319378166611828507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=2319378166611828507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/2319378166611828507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/2319378166611828507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/shining-little-light-on-subject-matter.html' title='Shining A Little Light on The Subject Matter Of My Rare Diseases'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-3176046685828317764</id><published>2009-05-15T13:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T13:23:44.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sg2wo1HI8JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/QRdKQt0KQVI/s1600-h/Photo+55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sg2wo1HI8JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/QRdKQt0KQVI/s320/Photo+55.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336115349002186898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting in the chemo room hanging out watching the storm and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; playing on the computer and thinking about taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sg2xlidj4tI/AAAAAAAAAow/tuGzjDRRPM8/s1600-h/Photo+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sg2xlidj4tI/AAAAAAAAAow/tuGzjDRRPM8/s320/Photo+57.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336116391967974098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warner thinks he's a patient today. He's taking advantage of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; snacks that I can't eat yet and the empty recliners for once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the first time ever there's a younger girl in the chemo room but she's at the other end of the room and sleeping. It's been a pretty uneventful day so far which is definitely a good thing! I'll post a better picture of the bump above my eye later on. It's not too bad but it definitely hurts. I took a Vicodin last night when it happened because it made my neck hurt pretty bad and I woke up in the middle of the night when the pill had worn off and I fully felt the effects of hitting the cement full force with my whole body! Oh well, enjoy the pictures for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-3176046685828317764?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/3176046685828317764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=3176046685828317764' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/3176046685828317764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/3176046685828317764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/sitting-in-chemo-room-hanging-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/Sg2wo1HI8JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/QRdKQt0KQVI/s72-c/Photo+55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-2854680242772966574</id><published>2009-05-14T18:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:29:40.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stunt Woman Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgyymtJ0KEI/AAAAAAAAAog/LFZl_B6Kqgc/s1600-h/Photo+53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgyymtJ0KEI/AAAAAAAAAog/LFZl_B6Kqgc/s320/Photo+53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335836036552730690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(me before work this morning)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemo Tomorrow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get about 4-5 hours of entertainment together tonight so I can have something to do while I sit there. Basically I just have to remember my computer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I started my training as a stuntwoman today. Ha. I completely face planted it today on the cement. I had the boys outside going to the bathroom in the garden off the leash. Ruekie wouldn't stop whining and I didn't know when Warner would be home since he was running errands, so I took them out. Well, a big ol guy comes walking by with his little bitty yippie chihuahua and the boys of course wanted to go make a friend - Big Guy was not a fan. So, I started to run after the boys and my leg gave out since I am so weak and I apparently can't run. Well, down I went face first in to the ground. Luckily there were some guys across the way yelling at the boys and asking if I was okay, so it all worked out. So apart from a headache and some bumps and bruises and one really good bump on my eyebrow everything is fine. The boys are in mega trouble though and have been kenneled since the incident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgyyeNHLVEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/65qRiz70fBU/s1600-h/Photo+54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgyyeNHLVEI/AAAAAAAAAoY/65qRiz70fBU/s320/Photo+54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335835890512778306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bump above my right eye (the computer flips the images)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Not much else is going on really. I worked half days all week which allowed me to get back in to the swing of things and get a few things done and to meet the million new people that are running around the offices now. Food is going about the same with a little improvement in the past two days. Yesterday I told Warner I wanted peas and mashed potatoes but he didn't get the message until he got home, so he went back out to get me KFC mashed potatoes and then to the grocery store to get me peas (but he bought the wrong kind, he got frozen and I like my peas to be canned - he was just trying to be healthier, but I'm not sure what's healthy about neon frozen peas). So that was my first adventurous meal. Then tonight Warner and I had pancakes for dinner so I'm hoping they stay down! I've been eating some applesauce and tapioca pudding as well. So hopefully that pizza is coming soon! HA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw Heels yesterday and Dr. Bienvenu had filled her in on my SMA which was a good thing because I really expecting a lecture for losing 20 pounds. So, it was a good visit. She checked my mouth and all that and we talked for a while. Mell was in there because she had just found out about my cancer returning, so she was fussing at me for not telling her. They both agreed that I looked gorgeous bald and with a scarf on. Heels fussed at me for not telling her I was in the hospital. I thought for sure Dr. Bienvenu would tell her, but apparently not. I told her I next time I would definitely tell her, but hopefully there wouldn't be a next time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm still keeping you all in the dark about my big surprise! I'll tell you all soon. I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-2854680242772966574?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/2854680242772966574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=2854680242772966574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/2854680242772966574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/2854680242772966574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/stunt-woman-training.html' title='Stunt Woman Training'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgyymtJ0KEI/AAAAAAAAAog/LFZl_B6Kqgc/s72-c/Photo+53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-7931841383463657407</id><published>2009-05-12T18:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:07:42.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Woman</title><content type='html'>I went back to work yesterday. It was really good to get out of the house but man by the time 2:00 rolled around, I was pooped and declared it quitting time. Today I decided to quit at lunch which was a much better situation all around. Monday I got a snowball on my way home, ate some of it and then crashed for the rest of the afternoon. Today I just slept for a little while sitting on the couch. Not much else is going on right now. I'll have to write a post about the surprise Warner gave me last night, but for now I'm going to leave you all guessing as to what it is. My new food is tapioca pudding - it has pieces in it. So I'm pretty excited about that because I really like tapioca pudding. Oh well, just wanted to let you all know we are still around!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-7931841383463657407?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/7931841383463657407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=7931841383463657407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7931841383463657407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/7931841383463657407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/working-woman.html' title='Working Woman'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-1748821178780518753</id><published>2009-05-08T14:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:37:25.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bracelets</title><content type='html'>Due to the overwhelming support for the bracelets we are going to set a deadline for tomorrow for orders so Hal can order supplies and get them made. So if you want one, or know someone who might, get that in to me by tomorrow! When I get a final count, I will send out an email to everyone who has ordered one with my address for sending the money and all that jazz.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news I had my doctors appointment today and everything is looking good. He decided to wait a week for chemo so I have some more time to gain weight. I think I am going to try and go back to work on Monday, at least for a half day - I get pretty bored during the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-1748821178780518753?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/1748821178780518753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=1748821178780518753' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1748821178780518753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/1748821178780518753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/bracelets.html' title='Bracelets'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5873163739704479729.post-6586150505885303411</id><published>2009-05-07T13:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:00:47.694-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soup Soup Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgMs_eEZMcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/FewVjUydSXs/s1600-h/Photo+49.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgMs_eEZMcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/FewVjUydSXs/s320/Photo+49.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333155852651672002" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just letting you all know I'm still alive - bird legs and all. Not much exciting is going on. Just eating soup and watching reruns of Unsolved Mysteries. And so you know how awesome my husband is, he gave up his lunch break today to go to Walmart and buy me soup (we were mostly out) and pudding. AND he bought me flowers AND he came cooked me the soup when he got home before he went back to work. He also shaved my head last night for me. That's pretty awesome. But don't worry, I let him buy a new video game the other night, so he's at least getting spoiled a little bit! My mom is bringing me some soups on Saturday that she has cooked, so I'm looking forward to having something different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We will find out tomorrow at my doctors appointment if I will have chemo tomorrow or not. I guess it depends on how my doctor thinks I'm doing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5873163739704479729-6586150505885303411?l=doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/feeds/6586150505885303411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5873163739704479729&amp;postID=6586150505885303411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6586150505885303411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5873163739704479729/posts/default/6586150505885303411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doigetatshirtforthis.blogspot.com/2009/05/soup-soup-soup.html' title='Soup Soup Soup'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03783162317884612463</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='16333660845227741084'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxxi7d8KIVA/SgMs_eEZMcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/FewVjUydSXs/s72-c/Photo+49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>