After 40 hours nearly straight sleep at my friends house while and after the chemo pump was on me last weekend my body is back to normal except for my digestive tract. That is where the cancer started and it remains a distressing disaster. My belief that generic drugs and brand are always the same is shattered. Thank goodness it seems I was wrong. The Rite Aid brand imodium that I asked a friend to get me, mercifully now, seems to be useless. Just today I switched to the form given me by my doc and for the first time i'm bound up. Hallelujah. Please God, let it be so.
This is day 421 of creations death vigil. While maintaining the vigil I'm on a second pass of a book profoundly well tracing the intellectual roots of doctor Martin Luther King. We are taught everything by our schools, religious institutions, media... in this society except that which would make us loving productive sane healthy joyful creatures. Oh how I wish I were exaggerating.
Unless something changes, my cancer treatment is terminated due to the lack of suitable housing. Biblically generous housing offer from my suburban friends is un able to accommodate my intestinal disasters. My working class Hispanic friends in the church that feeds us on weekends has arranged to rent a room for me during treatment. They work all week just to survive and to minister to we homeless. I cannot allow them to take on this additional burden.
There remains a hope. What should have been but was not offered me by way of information months ago I enquired and secured for myself from my wonderful cancer doc on Thursday . Medically I do not need six weeks of housing. 3 times I need housing for 5 days for each of my treatments. For this limited time the CCNV infirmary would work fine for my requirements. I've placed that inquire re with my friends with unity healthcare and hope to learn Monday or Tuesday if this will enable my treatment to continue.
This is day 421 of creations death vigil. While maintaining the vigil I'm on a second pass of a book profoundly well tracing the intellectual roots of doctor Martin Luther King. We are taught everything by our schools, religious institutions, media... in this society except that which would make us loving productive sane healthy joyful creatures. Oh how I wish I were exaggerating.
Unless something changes, my cancer treatment is terminated due to the lack of suitable housing. Biblically generous housing offer from my suburban friends is un able to accommodate my intestinal disasters. My working class Hispanic friends in the church that feeds us on weekends has arranged to rent a room for me during treatment. They work all week just to survive and to minister to we homeless. I cannot allow them to take on this additional burden.
There remains a hope. What should have been but was not offered me by way of information months ago I enquired and secured for myself from my wonderful cancer doc on Thursday . Medically I do not need six weeks of housing. 3 times I need housing for 5 days for each of my treatments. For this limited time the CCNV infirmary would work fine for my requirements. I've placed that inquire re with my friends with unity healthcare and hope to learn Monday or Tuesday if this will enable my treatment to continue.
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