The patient now resembles The Great Pumpkin
FOL #4 – 10/26/99
Dear F.O.L.,
As I’ve watched my mother battle so courageously these last few weeks, I’ve been inspired to write a poem in her honor. It goes like this:
M is for the many ways she’s nauseous,
O is for the oatmeal that she craves.
T is for the trash-mouth she now talks with,
H is for the hair that fell in waves.
E is for egg that is her noggin,
R is for the roundness of her face.
My mother looks a bit like Dr. Evil,
And satellites can pick her up from space.
The continuing saga of Lois’ Cancer ’99 Tour has her sitting at home resting after successfully completing the second round of chemo. The good news is that she continues to have an appetite. In fact, the grocery store called to say that she’s only one t-bone away from winning a free set of steak knives.
Unfortunately this round has not been completely flawless. Mom picked up an infection while in the hospital — and not the “trendy” kind like she used to bring home in the ’70s — so she had to stay in the hospital for two extra days. As a result, for the next week she has to have i.v. antibiotics once a day at the house. The doctors call it “infusion therapy.” You can imagine my embarassment when Mom assumed the lotus position and started
reciting her mantra while the nurse hooked up the bag.
Nevertheless, the tumor is shrinking nicely, and we’re on schedule for surgery right after Thanksgiving weekend. Lois has one more week of radiation treatments, followed by the third round of chemo starting next Tuesday. We’ll be in touch again after she gets out of the hospital. Meanwhile, have a safe and happy Halloween.
Brian
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