June 10th, 2010

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[links] Link salad chills in its own private Idaho

Free the Princess reviews Mainspring

Dan Dos Santos nominated for a Chesley Award for the cover of my book Green — Go Dan!

Dead Ox Flat: 1939 — A photo from Malheur County, Oregon. If you have any French, you'll appreciate the name.

Face in Space — Ok, this is cool.

Scientists Find 5,500-Year-Old Preserved Shoe In Cave — So that's what I did with it...

The Secret Powers of Time — How people perceive, and live inside their perceptions, of time. Not sure the religious angle is utterly helpful, and there's definitely a "oi these kids today" angle, but still interesting. (Via Freakonomics.)

Teachers have a right to free speech, too — Intolerance of diversity has become a bit of a personal issue for me in the last year or so, therefore this story strikes home in more ways than the obvious.

SMBC on Britain's treatment of Alan Turing

Non Sequitur twits the Tea Party again — And nicely so.

Hispanics flee Arizona ahead of immigration law — Move along, citizen. Nothing to see here.

Saudi Clerics Advocate Adult Breast-FeedingUnlawful mixing between the sexes is taken very seriously in Saudi Arabia. In March 2009, a 75-year-old Syrian widow, Khamisa Mohammed Sawadi, living in the city of Al-Chamil, was given 40 lashes and sentenced to six months in prison after the religious police learned that two men who were not related to her were in her house, delivering bread to her. And people wonder why I'm an atheist. (Thanks, I think, to danjite.)

George W. Bush, Torture President — I am shocked, shocked to find gambling going on here. Also, this just in: sun rises in east.

?otD: Do you have your own private time zone?



6/10/2010
Writing time yesterday: n/a (chemo exhaustion)
Body movement: 30 minute stationary bike ride
Hours slept: 9.5 (solid)
This morning's weigh-in: 227.2
Yesterday's chemo stress index: 7/10 (sleepless night)
Currently (re)reading: The Last Continent by Terry Pratchett

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[cancer] And lo, I have slept some more

...and it was good. Almost too much, but that's the car-on-ice effect of dealing with chemo. By my current (wretched) standards I actually feel rested, so I'll take it.

Still chewing on recovery and post-chemo issues, about which I will post more as time goes by. I talked about the chemo port yesterday [ jlake.com | LiveJournal ]
. Another big one will be expectation management. Coming off the needle for the last time on 6/20 isn't really the end of anything except a large piece of process. It will take me weeks, months, and in some cases years, to recover from the effects of chemo. So I'll need to guard against early disappointment or overextending myself, for example.

Like I said, more about that when I get the chance. Plus the tests, oi the tests. I suspect I'll spend the rest of my life being a human lab rat. So long as I get to keep my mind more-or-less intact.

For now I am rested.

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[cancer|food] What I miss the most

This is medically trivial, and the light of my complete absence of nausea and vomiting, probably a blessing in aome sense, but one of the things I miss the most through the chemotherapy process is the simple ability to enjoy my food.

Lately I've been having olfactory hallucinations, for want of a better term. Or very strong flashes of memory perhaps. I'll suddenly taste crispy bacon and eggs over medium. Or kung pao chicken sharp on my tongue. Or enchiladas Suiza, rolling in cheese, white sauce and salsa verde. I know if I sought them out right now, they wouldn't taste anything like I wish for them to. Too many things burn my mouth (cinnamon, nuts, peppers) and everything else tastes as if it were coated in plastic, if I can taste it at all.

But god I miss food. Such a minor thing to be upset about, in the larger scheme of health and recovery, but there you have it.

Hell, I'd just like buttered toast to taste right.