September 27th, 2010

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[links] Link salad dreams of the Corny Collins Show

Ten Commandments for Working with Your Agent — Hahaha. (Via a mailing list I'm on.)

Search strings Google doesn't like — (Via Making Light.)

Measuring Atomic Memory with Nano PrecisionResearchers at IBM now know how long a single atom can "remember" its state.

Fallen — A short film about the atheist's perspective on life. Though I still like the argument that not believing in God is like not collecting stamps; it shouldn't require a special label. (Via markbourne.)

?otD: Hairspray or gel?




9/27/2010
Writing time yesterday: n/a (post-op haze)
Body movement: Moderate suburban walking (post-op haze)
Hours slept: 7.5 (interrupted)
This morning's weigh-in: 236.2
Yesterday's chemo/post-op stress index: 5/10 (post-op pain, fatigue, peripheral neuropathy)
Currently (re)reading: I Shall Wear Midnight by Terry Pratchett

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[cancer] Recovering more, and damned glad of it

Yesterday calendula_witch returned from her brief vacation from prison riot syndrome. I feel much the same way, frankly. I cannot wait for this (phase of the) madness to be over.

Today I woke up without immediately needing Dilaudid to manage the post-op pain. I doubt I'll get through the entire day without it, but this is sure a nice upgrade.

I still feel as if someone has sewn a volleyball into my abdomen. Every time I move, the seams threaten to burst. Dinner last night was one and one half corn tortillas dipped in a tablespoon or so of hummus. I felt bloated afterward, as if I'd gorged at Thanksgiving. Eating like that, I still gained a pound yesterday.

Still, mental acuity returns layer by layer. That is perhaps most precious to me, because it is through the focus of my attention that I love, parent, write and live.

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[cancer] Two more brief recovery notes

  1. I am at one of the challenging phases of recovery, in the sense that I feel almost well enough to jump up and run around doing my Normal Stuff™, but if I actually do so, I'll wipe myself out. Which means paying a lot of attention to my activity levels and tasks. Specifically, riding the brakes for a couple of days.

  2. Something has substantially changed in the peripheral neuropathy in my hands. I still feel the prickling, but the cold sensation has backed off a lot, especially in the past twenty four hours or so. Praise the Lord and pass the hand cream.