Chemo week is a week spent on Prednisone which does wierd things to body and mind.....f'r one thing, it causes N-Som which means you get to prowl a sleeping house wond'ring why you alone should be awake....so this last week, Kendra the Cancer Doc prescribed sleeping pills. The combo had me walking around in a twilight state, neither here nor there......light-headed and unable to walk a straight line.....also made my driving a tad erratic so on the next go-round, I'll be giving that up for that p'ticklar week......The steroid sends my BS thru the roof which affects the little cognitive ability that I have so no one should be surprised by what I might say (or do, for that matter).......Anyway I woke up about 5:30 or so this AM feeling a bit anxious....got up a little after 6, checked my BS to find a 'normal' reading..... hopefully, I'll be able to keep it in a normal range for the next two weeks.....this week is s'pozed to be my 'tired' week and next week should be my 'good' week and then I get to do it all over again. The good news is that the next treatment will be the halfway point.....Please don't misunderstand me.....I don't mean to whine.....a lot of the people I've met during this treatment are in really dire straits and I feel blessed to be so lucky....I have a highly curable cancer, good medical treatment, and lots of good friends wishing me well.....I AM ONE FORTUNATE PERSON...........
so I have no p'ticklar reason for ranting, I only do it for the heck of it.......
I try not to eat at fast food restaurants anymore. I don’t think they’re really healthy. Lots of calories and lots of high fructose corn syrup equal lots of rotten teeth and lots of fat bodies and Gawd only knows what all that stuff does to the already hormonally imbalanced teenagers. I’m not actually saying that it’s really bad for everyone just that I think it might be.
That said, I do occasionally eat a burger from In ‘n Out. And have a chocolate milkshake also. Their fries, however, leave a ‘hull lot to be desired. They’re like faux fries that come with li’l kids make believe kitchen sets. They’re not made of plastic but they might as well be cardboard. I think they’re really made of potatoes, I just don’t know how they take all the flavor out.
Speaking of being a minimum fan.........todays movies seem to be all about more violence, bigger crashes, and less character. You take a likeable actor like Denzel Washington, put him into a really, really bad guy and let him impart some humanity to a truly evil character. Ah well, lots and lots of bang-bang, shoot-em-up and explosions. Saves all that witty dialogue that Hollywood used to be famous for. And I know you’re not supposed to end a sentence like that but I just plain don’t care.
I think I’m a minimum fan of the current crop of television shows. None of them are very good but some of them are watchable. At least part of the time. Las Vegas, which wasn’t very good with James Caan, and hasn’t got any better with Tom Selleck, is a total waste. Caan was wise to exit when he did. There must have been contract issues for him to have stayed as long as he did. And poor old Selleck who is a very watchable actor appears to be bored almost to tears. When you’re an over the hill action star like Tommy, I’d guess you’d do almost anything for money and a few more moments in the sun.
With few exceptions, ya just gotta be a minimum fan of teevee writers. And now they’re going on strike. Boo-hoo! There are prob’ly a hundred thousand bloggers (maybe more) who are better writers. The most dreadful thing about a ‘writers’ strike is that it will undoubtedly mean more (lack of) reality shows. GAHD!
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