Archive for November 4, 2011

Let the Madness begin!

My new (and last) Friday normal.Mostly up since about 3:00 am. I just throw on the iPod and catch up on my What you missed in History Class Podcast, then listen to music and drift in and out. I would get up, but I’m usually so tired and feeling so out of sorts that I’m pretty content just laying there.  Today will be a blur of Steroid induced jitters mixed with chemo induced nausea and little naps all day when I can, with hopefully not to much crazy mixed in.

So yesterday was my last chemo Hopefully forever and ever, but I am a both an optimist and a realist and I have to keep in mind that it might not be, just not too soon. Okay? Of course I took pictures. I do most days I just don’t always share them because they all look alike these days. 🙂 If you’re on my facebook, some are repeats. I also added pictures of my sister since she kept posting unflattering pictures of me! (if you want to add me on my Facebook, I am Tracy O Bryan Murray, cause you know you can’t get enough of the excitement that is my life)


Waiting room before they call you back and assign you a chair in the chemo room. Nice coffee. Nice People.  This will not be the last time I see this room!


This was my view for yesterday. It’s really quite pretty outside of the hospital and it’s all windows so you can stare. Lots of geese flocking overhead.


Karma the therapy dog hung out with for a bit. She didn’t really want anything do to with us. She just wanted to sit and let her owner pet her. 

Karma did have beautiful pink toenails.



I don’t know what color my sisters toenails were.


Look away now if you don’t like needles.



This is what an IV needle looks like if you have a port. I had to hold the camera under my chin to get this, so it’s directly below my collar bone.  usually they put the IV in run the hose up over my shoulder. The tape the little needle pluggy thing over the top as you see, then they usually tape it about four inches up on my shirt or shoulder to keep the hose out of the way. For some reason this nurse ran it down, and then threw the other piece of tape under my shirt, and bra. And if you picture my chest (you know you want to!) you can probably figure out where four or five inches lower hit. It was very disconcerting. It could have been used as a half a set of pastys. When it was time to leave, I took that piece of tape off.

This is my sister. She was on the phone with my niece Hayley. My sister was with me for every chemo appointment except one when I asked her not to come, and my daughter came with me instead. My sister has posted so many unflattering pictures of me on facebook during treatments! Lucky for her she takes decent pictures when she is on this side of the camera.

This is what the last of the chemo meds looked like as they were going into my body. 🙂


I fought for years to not go on daily blood pressure meds. Then I ended up on thyroid pills too. Now, these are the pills in my bedroom. I also have bottles in my purse that I carry with me. I will be very very happy when I can get rid of most of these!


My son is currently making me Flan.

Pet Peeve #2 this week.

I am a rule follower and for the last 12 years I have worked in startup Technology Companies in customer service and Technical support. It is aggravating to me that my long adored Xanga chooses to only allow bug reporting via a forum. I have no objections to forums and they certainly have their place, it’s a great learning tool for new users, however for an obvious issue occurring now that one wants to verify is on a bad photo upload server vs my account it is not helpful as the forums only seem to be answered by other users.

Now, if I was not a rule follower I would send messages directly to the xanga people, I mean @john (he of the cutest little son ever) and @marc seem to be really great guys! I think @eugenia is still there as well and I use to have some fun conversations with her and @natalia who is not still there. Natalia use to be my go to chick for any problems.

I’m guessing if I sent an email to it would work, I said I am a rule follower and they dont’ really seem to want to talk to the Xanga users except though the forum. So it’s a shame that I have no one to tell that picture uploading is really really hitchy this morning, it’s going very slow with batch and not uploading, and with singles it’s hitting about1 out of 4 and popping error messages saying file is to big or I forgot to pick a pic. Tried chrome & IE.

I think if it were me I would hire a tech/cs person and have them work remotely answering emails on a per email pay scale. Lots of people looking for jobs who could really build a nice customer service communication.  I’ve got an unemployed son….:)


Of course, by the time I typed all of this it’s probably working again, they are pretty good about fixing problems.


EDIT – No Xanga bashing in comments please. General bashing welcome as always. 🙂


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