Climbing out of the hole...

I was told that I needed to bust out with some catchphrases, so here goes:

*pyro goes off and song 'Voodoo Child' begins as Gunslinger makes his way to the ring, where he grabs a microphone*

"FINALLY, GUNSLINGER HAS BEGUN HIS RETURN TO THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN!!! 'Slinger has finally gotten a hold of those cowardly traitors chemotherapy and radiation and is taking them straight down to the corner of "Jabroni Drive" & "Know Your Role Blvd." and checking them into the "Smackdown Hotel". Once there 'Slinger will begin to commence to laying the smackdown on their rudy poo candy asses. What do the traitors think about it? IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT THEY THINK! They had their fun with 'Slinger. Tossing 'Slinger around like a rag doll and landing him in the hospital twice. Some people even said 'Slinger was afraid of taking any more punishment from them. Afraid?! See, after taking the best they had, let 'Slinger be clear; 'Slinger is afraid of NO ONE! Did they really think they would get the best of 'Slinger?! The days of chemo & radiation running roughshod over everything are done! 'Slinger plans on taking his right boot AND his left boot, shining them up real nice and shoving them... well, everyone knows what 'Slinger will do with them.

IF YOU SMELL WHAT GUNSLINGER IS COOKING!!!!!!"

*cocks eyebrow, tosses microphone and exits to 'Voodoo Child'*

There you go Ed. I hope you like it. To those of you who get it, I hope you enjoyed the very bad imitation of The Rock. For those that don't get it, well, that was a little peek into one of the things I like watching: pro wrestling. Please don't ask for an explanation.

Now, for the update:

I am drinking things now. I have been able to get down vanilla and strawberry Ensure as well as Barq's Red Cream Soda. I am also having moments of complete silliness that I am known and loved for (see above monologue). Oh, and I am getting less use of the suction machine. I still have to use it, but there is a definite decrease in what I am getting out of it. Hopefully, that means the thrush and mucusitis is going away. I am getting out a little bit. I have walked the dog a few times and a couple of times, just gone outside.

So, the progress is there, it's just not as quick as I would like it to be. I will, however, take what I can get and just keep on keepin' on.

AND THAT'S THE BOTTOM LINE 'CAUSE GUNSLINGER SAID SO.... ;-)

I'm not done yet...

"Uprising" by Muse:

Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR transmissions will resume,
They'll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down,
And hope that we will never see the truth around
(So come on)
Another promise, another scene,
Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed,
And all the green belts wrapped around our minds,
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on)

They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
We will be victorious
(So come on)

Interchanging mind control,
Come let the revolution take it's toll,
If you could flick a switch and open your third eye,
You'd see that
We should never be afraid to die
(So come on)

Rise up and take the power back,
It's time the fat cats had a heart attack,
You know that their time's coming to an end,
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend

They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
We will be victorious

Ok, it's official. I am done letting the effects of the chemo and radiation win. The past month has been nothing but sheer hell and I am done letting it get to me. Two trips to the hospital, near constant nausea, all the barfing and the not being able to talk due to the thrush and the mucusitis has done all it can do to get me down. To be honest, it nearly succeeded. I have been less than pleasant to live with lately. I have been a touch grouchy and a whole lot of irritable. That is why there hasn't been any updates recently. I have not wanted to let people know how miserable I have been (hell, to be honest, I just didn't want to deal with people at all) and poor Katie just doesn't know what to write when I am like that. Well, that ends today. I am at the bottom. Chemo & radiation side effects cannot possibly have anything else to throw at me, so I am starting to climb up out of this hole those traitors have put me in.

I will win. It may take longer than I want, but I will win. The champ is back!

He's baaaaaaaack

well, in the hospital, that is. And by the time I am posting this, he should maybe be coming home today.

We made a trip to the emergency room on Sunday the 27th. They kept him overnight, and released him Monday morning after hydration. But Tuesday he went in for what should have been his final Chemo, and they decided, nope.. he needed to be admitted. He's been in since then, the 29th. They think maybe a hiatal hernia could be causing the vomiting... but I am not sure. He did make it through two evenings with no vomiting, so he may come home this morning.

Sorry for the sparse updating...