Thursday, August 27, 2026

Another Treatment Day

I am having a hard day.

At 10:30 this morning in the treatment room hooked up to my pre-meds, I had a migraine aura, which is my signal to take my pain medication before the migraine headache starts. I asked a nurse if I could take my Tylenol with codeine pill, and she contacted the pharmacist, who said it was okay. (Just the hour before, I had been given the usual 625mg of regular Tylenol, which is part of the treatment regimen.) So, I did, and it prevented the severe pain that every migraine sufferer knows about.

With migraines, my eyes are quite sensitive, and it’s best to keep them closed, even if the headache does not manifest. So, I did for most of the remaining four hours. I’m glad that the hospital vinyl recliners are comfortable, especially with a warmed blanket and the chair’s heating and vibration functions.

My cancer friends—John and his wife Sharon from southeast Kansas, and Elaine, a local—were there, too, until about 11:30. It’s unclear when I will get to see them again because Elaine and John’s treatment regimens are about to change. Sharon did something exceptionally sweet. She brought roses to give to the nurses and gave me two lovely red roses and one white rose in a vase. These three people have been such a blessing.

My son picked me up when I got done at 2:30, and I felt worse as the day wore on. Still no headache, but a heavy, body wide discomfort and queasy stomach.

This is my first treatment day wearing my new fitness tracker. Called Visible, it is a wrist band and an app on my phone that tracks my heart rate. Visible is for people with chronic illness and persistent fatigue. Among other features, it tracks heart rate, dividing the numbers into three categories: rest, activity, and exertion. Based on a lengthy questionnaire about symptoms and an initial four-day tracking, it helps you pace yourself better based on heart rate variability and giving alerts when you are using more energy and should take some time to rest.  The whole idea of pacing is to help avoid the big crashes that can occur from pushing yourself too hard.

It's not just physical exertion that can add up, but emotional and mental exertion as well. Today I got a better idea of just how taxing cancer treatment is on the body. I’ve been in the exertion zone much of the day, even when I am lying down and relaxing! No wonder I spend the first week after treatment doing very little: my body needs lots of rest. I find the deep breathing exercises to be an excellent tool to help my body relax. There is much to learn, and I’m glad I have this additional tool to help me navigate cancer fatigue and fibromyalgia.

                                In time of trouble my consolation is this, that thy promise has given me life (Psalm 119:50).

Friday, August 21, 2026

Updates

 How is Benjamin doing?

His seizures have reduced somewhat as his old medication is being tapered off and his new medication is being gradually added in. He is sleepier than usual, but that will likely change.

How am I doing?

Unexpectedly and happily, I’ve had an increase of energy over the past couple days. This morning, though, I did too much and will be spending the afternoon in the recliner to rest up before going over to Dana and Shawn’s for supper and family time with Benjamin, Joelle, Josiah, Ava, Elijah, and Annabelle.

Next Thursday is my infusion day. Life is good.

Friday, August 14, 2026

Stress

Stress caught up with me today in the form of a migraine. Fortunately, pain medication wiped out the headache, but I’ve been light and sound sensitive today and have spent most of the day in bed. I’m still not using my eyes; instead, I’m typing “blind” and will correct errors before I post.

Summer heat in the triple digits here in northeastern Oklahoma has been stressful for everyone. About six pm I checked a weather app, which said the heat index is 111.  I am very grateful for central air conditioning.

Cancer treatment fatigue from my August 6th infusion has been the usual. Wanting to get out of the house, I went to pick up a few groceries at Aldi yesterday morning, which did me in. You’d think I’d learn!

My son’s part-time janitorial job ended two weeks ago. (Goodwill, his erstwhile employer, ended its contract with the office building that Joseph and another employee cleaned.) Joseph did receive a retention bonus for working up through the last day, but still, all I can say at this point is “ouch.”

But the biggest stress is Benjamin’s current situation. Shawn brought him home yesterday from the children’s hospital in Oklahoma City, where they’ve been since August 7th.

It will take weeks to gradually make the change off his current anti-seizure meds and onto the new one (planned out by the neurologist, of course). And then it will take time until the new med takes full effect, which we hope will be to eliminate or at least lessen the frequency of his seizures.

In the meantime, Dana and Shawn are taking extra measures to keep him safe from falls. One is having him wear a protective helmet. Another is using a strap around his waist that they can on hold on to when he is up and around. After a week in a hospital bed, he needs to be up and moving to build up his strength. The very hard part, of course, is maintaining constant supervision. Shawn is exhausted after a week in the hospital with Benjamin 24/7, and Dana is exhausted from the week at home with the other five children. It’s been a hard time for everyone.

On Monday, Benjamin will go back to school (Paths to Independence, a private school for children and young adults with autism). The director will assign an aide to always be with him, which is an awesome thing in my book.

Please pray for all of us. 

Friday, August 7, 2026

God's Blessings

From a July 19th sermon on Matthew 13:25-30, 36-43. I took a few notes so that I would not forget: God will remove the weeds at his coming. Trust God’s goodness even amid evil and suffering.

From a July 26th sermon on Jeremiah 29: 1-7. I took a few notes so that I would not forget: Work for the benefit of the place you live even if you are exiled there.  Even though our congregation is closing soon, we still have things to do that God is calling us to do. Don’t put things off.  Do what’s within your reach.  God is with us through it all.  This reminded me to have hope and simply do the everyday things that I can do, what is within my reach.

And some quotations and notes from my daily Psalm reading in the New English Bible:

July 23                 I love the LORD, for he has heard me

                                                and listens to my prayer;

                                for he has given me a hearing

                                                whenever I have cried to him. (Psalm 116: 1-2)

July 29                 Grant this to me, thy servant: let me live

                                                and, living, keep thy word. (Psalm 119: 17)

                That is my prayer, oh Lord. Help me not be blinded by my limitations but see beyond them to You and Your Word. Use me to bless and encourage my children and grandchildren. Give me discernment and understanding to really hear and see their inner selves.

July 31                  In time of trouble my consolation is this,

                                                that thy promise has given me life. (Psalm 119: 50)

August 6             Thy word is a lamp to guide my feet

                                                and a light on my path (Psalm 119: 105)

 

I had my infusion yesterday and am experiencing the usual fatigue and brain fog. But my attitude has improved because of God’s encouragement over the past few weeks. That makes all the difference.

And a non-cancer prayer request: Benjamin, my 17-year-old grandson who has severe impairments from Down Syndrome and nonverbal autism, has had multiple seizures this week despite his anti-seizure medications. This morning, he fell face first in the kitchen, causing a deep cut just under his right eyebrow. The local ER consulted with his neurologist, who advised sending him to an Oklahoma City hospital (I don’t know the name) where there is a specialist for the types of seizures he has. Because no ambulances were available here, Shawn took him. Please pray for him and the whole family.