Moving On

The snow is gone, and I will soon be gone as well: released from the rehab/skilled nursing place and into my assisted living apartment. 

That is scheduled to happen Friday. My friend Linda is coming to pick me up and take me to the drugstore, where my "discharge meds" should be waiting for us, and then to Fred Lind. 

The Wifi is working in my room at the rehab facility today (a miracle--I usually have to wander the building looking for a place where I can catch a strong enough signal), and I'm taking care of all sorts of things (confirming rides with friends and so on) and approving comments to my blog.

If you have e-mailed me and I haven't replied, I hope to get to that today. If I run out of steam, then tomorrow or Friday morning. Tomorrow I will be at SCCA to get my T-DM1 and see Dr. Julie Gralow. I'll get the results of Monday's scans, but I'm not anticipating bad news there. 

My biggest worry is keeping the C. diff. at bay. My tummy is OK right now, but I'm still on the vancomycin (an antibiotic). Each time I've finished a course of antibiotics recently, the nasty infection has returned within a couple of weeks. But, as I believe I mentioned the other day, I am seeing the infectious disease doctor on Monday, and I hope he has a plan.

I know that several of my cancer blogger friends and also readers of my blog have been dealing with this infection recently. I would like to put in a whole string of expletives here to express how I feel about what we all have gone through with the C. diff.--%%%****!!!###@@@!!! 

Does like look like swearing? Not really. Oh, well. 

A New Life

I will need to build a new life for myself in this new place. I don't expect it to be easy, but I think I'm facing it straight on (it helps a lot that my depression is gone). I'll be blogging about this as I move forward. As always, please don't give me advice or suggestions for making this change. If you want to leave comments about your experience during this kind of transition, please feel free.

I prefer: "This is how it was for me ..." Or, "This is my experience ..."

Rather than: "You should ..." Or similar comments. I know that I am exceptionally touchy about this, but it's not a part of my personality that is going to change, so please respect my wishes.

Otherwise, I can't write honestly about how I feel, and that is the whole point of this blog.

An OT staff person just came in, saying she has to do my progress report, and of course I'm still in my jammies. She went to get her computer to see if it will work in my room. Otherwise, I will have to get up and get cleaned up and dressed and go to the rehab room. I wasn't planning on doing that until after lunch, so we'll see.

 OK, that's over with, and lunch has arrived at my bedside, so I guess I will eat, then get dressed and cleaned up and head down to the rehab room to work with my PT guy. Gotta get stronger.

 

@ Jeanne Sather 2012. 

Comments

[DonnaV]

Thanks for the update! This is for sure some crazy weather we have going on out here in the PNW.
Know that on Friday, I'll be thinking about you and your transition.
One of my friends from seminary almost died from C-Dif last year, she had to have what we affectionately call a "poop" transplant. From what I observed with her, there are no words other than @#@^#!* to describe the c-diff ordeal, I hate that you are having to deal with it.

[Jeanne]

Yes, the "poop transplant" is on the list of things the ID guy and I discussed last time I was in the hospital. It will probably come up in our conversation on Monday.

If I have one, I will write about it, so be prepared to be grossed out, friends and readers.

[Maggie]

Methinks we will welcome the opportunity to be grossed out -- especially compared to the opportunity we have been experiencing of 'no new blogs by assertivecancerpatient'.

We've missed you!

... and it's lovely to hear that the move is, well, moving along.

Love, light and laughter

[Steph]

So very happy for you to be Sprung before Spring! Smaller spaces with fewer things to deal with is a good place to be while you regain some weight and stamina.

Looking forward to visiting you when it is a good time. Maybe a trek to the Sunlight Cafe?

[Mia]

Welcome back, Jeanne. Mia