Poets have lauded sleep with fancy images and mythologized its restorative qualities. When sleep is elusive, it is worth whatever the soul is willing to pay to recapture it. Its gates cannot be breached, only persuaded to part briefly to admit the sleep-seeker for a limited sojourn.
To help reach this temporary nirvana I have successfully in the past taken herbal teas like Celestial Seasonings SleepyTime Extra. The ceremony of heating the water, pouring it over the tea bag and watching the steam rise inspires reflection and welcomes drowsiness, ushering me into sleep’s anteroom. My family doctor frowns on herbal remedies, citing negative interactions with other of my medications. He is a conservative guardian of my health, so I toe the line and seek alternative ways to encourage the companionship of sleep.
Most nights, sleep holds the gremlins at bay. When their presence becomes too overbearing, I topple over into vicious wakefulness, the gremlins plucking at the remnants of sleep.
My first defensive maneuver against the worry gremlins is to remind myself that little decided in the middle of the night has value after the sun rises. The fun house of Morpheus distorts reality so cunningly and subtly that I can’t rely on decisions or perceptions stumbled upon in the depths of the night. Any dream-thoughts that bear a hint of brilliance I scribble down on a notepad by my bed and re-evaluate in the cold light of morning.
The remembrance gremlins are more tenacious. Their carping reminds me of all the roads not taken, poor decisions and flat-out mistakes I have made throughout my life.
To close the gates on these persistent gremlins, I borrow from my yoga practice by focusing my awareness on the breath moving in and out of my lungs. The effect is like a cradle rocking me closer to restful sleep, a miraculous escape!
Until morning … sweet dreams!
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 29, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
MUSC
With our last visit to Charleston, South Carolina still fresh in our minds, we will try to give you a flavor of Medical University of South Carolina, the institution, and what it means to us to return every three months.
The Hollings Cancer Center is well-recognized nationally as a major cancer treatment center and especially for its expert head and neck oncology medical staff.
Basic reference information is at the website: http://hcc.musc.edu/ .
The best part of each visit is the people. The hospital staff greets us with genuine welcome. Most recognize our faces by now if not our names. The lab technicians draw my blood (seven vials full!) and bring me up to date with local goings-on, upcoming weather and how the River Dogs (Tampa Devil Rays’ minor league) are doing at their nearby arena.
The imaging lab technicians talk me through each scan with smiles as if this were their first day on the job; no monotones bred from hundreds of repetitions. They maintain caring eye contact, a gentle demeanor, an apology with each double dose of super-sized contrast liquid, and never a pinch with the dye injection.
The clinic staff is equally attentive and alert to any discomfort I may be feeling. One time I happened to mention that I was feeling nauseated. Within minutes they delivered an appropriate dose of a prescription medication along with a cup of water to drink it down. The doctor and his nursing assistant really listen, not only to our words but also to the tone of worry in our voices. They are never rushed; I feel as if they have no other patients to be seen that day. This is the doctor that caught the Deep Vein Thrombosis development back in August 2007 and called ahead to the Emergency Room so that they were ready for me when I arrived a few minutes later.
We are discovering a home community away from home!
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 24, 2008
The Hollings Cancer Center is well-recognized nationally as a major cancer treatment center and especially for its expert head and neck oncology medical staff.
Basic reference information is at the website: http://hcc.musc.edu/ .
The best part of each visit is the people. The hospital staff greets us with genuine welcome. Most recognize our faces by now if not our names. The lab technicians draw my blood (seven vials full!) and bring me up to date with local goings-on, upcoming weather and how the River Dogs (Tampa Devil Rays’ minor league) are doing at their nearby arena.
The imaging lab technicians talk me through each scan with smiles as if this were their first day on the job; no monotones bred from hundreds of repetitions. They maintain caring eye contact, a gentle demeanor, an apology with each double dose of super-sized contrast liquid, and never a pinch with the dye injection.
The clinic staff is equally attentive and alert to any discomfort I may be feeling. One time I happened to mention that I was feeling nauseated. Within minutes they delivered an appropriate dose of a prescription medication along with a cup of water to drink it down. The doctor and his nursing assistant really listen, not only to our words but also to the tone of worry in our voices. They are never rushed; I feel as if they have no other patients to be seen that day. This is the doctor that caught the Deep Vein Thrombosis development back in August 2007 and called ahead to the Emergency Room so that they were ready for me when I arrived a few minutes later.
We are discovering a home community away from home!
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 24, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Better and Better
I know I’m getting better because …
… I’m driving a car again … even alone. And better yet, occasionally even with Michael kibitzing from the passenger’s seat. Very few events in my life have the significance of this freedom reclaimed. I feel like a whole person again, a fine commentary on our society’s assumption of one person = one car. I’m grateful knowing that I can get myself to my own appointments, or can go off on my own for a latte and a good read or to meet a friend for a cuppa and a good chat. The burden of knowing that my needs or wishes have been diverting Michael from activities he would rather be doing in order to cart me around has overshadowed my days, but not nearly as much as I imagine it has curtailed Michael’s planning and doing for his own life.
… I have gained weight. Partly because of side effects of a new medicine, partly because the terrible tastes in my mouth have abated. Currently I am super sensitive to pepper; eating something with pepper in it, together with the taste aberration, leaves me panting and my mouth tingling. Compared with a year ago, though, it is quite tolerable.
… I wear makeup more often, dress more carefully, trim my nails and have my hairdo shaped more frequently. I like the way I look now. Apparently others do also judging by the number of genuine compliments that accompany hugs of greeting.
… I have attended to my need for exercise and have come to enjoy my daily walks as much for the elevated heart rate as for the endorphin rush that plumps up my ego and keeps me motivated to continue regardless of weather or lassitude.
… I have been true to your faith in me through the writing of this blog and posting it regularly to keep company with each of you. Thank you for joining me on this incredible journey.
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 17, 2008
… I’m driving a car again … even alone. And better yet, occasionally even with Michael kibitzing from the passenger’s seat. Very few events in my life have the significance of this freedom reclaimed. I feel like a whole person again, a fine commentary on our society’s assumption of one person = one car. I’m grateful knowing that I can get myself to my own appointments, or can go off on my own for a latte and a good read or to meet a friend for a cuppa and a good chat. The burden of knowing that my needs or wishes have been diverting Michael from activities he would rather be doing in order to cart me around has overshadowed my days, but not nearly as much as I imagine it has curtailed Michael’s planning and doing for his own life.
… I have gained weight. Partly because of side effects of a new medicine, partly because the terrible tastes in my mouth have abated. Currently I am super sensitive to pepper; eating something with pepper in it, together with the taste aberration, leaves me panting and my mouth tingling. Compared with a year ago, though, it is quite tolerable.
… I wear makeup more often, dress more carefully, trim my nails and have my hairdo shaped more frequently. I like the way I look now. Apparently others do also judging by the number of genuine compliments that accompany hugs of greeting.
… I have attended to my need for exercise and have come to enjoy my daily walks as much for the elevated heart rate as for the endorphin rush that plumps up my ego and keeps me motivated to continue regardless of weather or lassitude.
… I have been true to your faith in me through the writing of this blog and posting it regularly to keep company with each of you. Thank you for joining me on this incredible journey.
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 17, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
UNREMARKABLE
Love that word!
We just returned from the Medical University of South Carolina Hollings Cancer Center in Charleston where good news awaited our arrival this morning.The CT scans from last Thursday (thyroid) and Friday (Chest, Abdomen and Pelvis) have been interpreted and compared with those taken in July to determine what changes have taken place.
The changes are small this time, but they also show a distinct improvement, meaning a shrinking tumor. This is the first time the word improvement has been used since we began participation in the study. All other observations are labeled "unremarkable." We find that exhilarating!
The next finding will be the blood work results, hopefully available by the end of the week. These numbers will reveal the cancer activity on a cellular level. We will post these results as soon as we have them.
Thank you for your ongoing support and loving caring.
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 13, 2008
We just returned from the Medical University of South Carolina Hollings Cancer Center in Charleston where good news awaited our arrival this morning.The CT scans from last Thursday (thyroid) and Friday (Chest, Abdomen and Pelvis) have been interpreted and compared with those taken in July to determine what changes have taken place.
The changes are small this time, but they also show a distinct improvement, meaning a shrinking tumor. This is the first time the word improvement has been used since we began participation in the study. All other observations are labeled "unremarkable." We find that exhilarating!
The next finding will be the blood work results, hopefully available by the end of the week. These numbers will reveal the cancer activity on a cellular level. We will post these results as soon as we have them.
Thank you for your ongoing support and loving caring.
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 13, 2008
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Going to Charleston
Last year, we tried three courses of treatment that failed to halt the growth of cancer tumors in my liver. As Autumn approached, our oncologist learned that a new drug in clinical trials was having above average positive results in treating persons with the type of cancer I have. The drug is Zactima, made by AstraZeneca. The double blind protocol assures that no one involved in the study knows whether the participant receives a placebo or the actual drug. The study site is in Charleston, South Carolina.
Here are elements of the decision:
1 - Do we travel to Charleston, a round trip of 850 miles, for an initial interview to see if I qualify?
2 - If I qualify, are we willing to be there for seven appointments in the first three months?
3 - How will we know if I get the placebo or the Zactima? If I get the placebo, I will have received no treatment for three months while the cancer tumors grow unchecked.
4 - If I receive the Zactima, are we willing to make regular return visits every 3 months for check ups and to receive another supply of the oral one-a-day tablets?
5 - Are we willing to give the time involved? Driving requires a two day trip each way.
6 - How about other typical travel expenses: meals, lodging, transportation?
7 - Will Michael be willing to take on the additional tasks associated with such a strict schedule?
Each element required thoughtful consideration and discussion with each other about the further implications of each decision. Here’s what we decided each point and the results of each decision.
1 – Yes. A preliminary telephone screening was hopeful. Other than the cancer, I have a long history of robust health. The risk of being turned down seemed minimal.
2 – Difficult, but do-able. Much tiring travel and a long time away from the comforts of home, family and friends for support. Telephones and email minimized the isolation we felt.
3 – A risk, but a moderate one. One of the three months is necessary anyway to “wash out” traces of all previous medications before I could start the trial drug.
4 – Yes. If we see positive results in blood work lab values, imaging to compare the status of the tumors versus the previous images, and the appearance of expected side effects the contribution to improved health trumps all other considerations.
5 – Yes. In the event, we chose to travel by Amtrak from Richmond. The costs averaged out to be almost the same, and we saved two full days of travel time on each trip.
6 – Some are reimbursed. That helps.
7 – He has been by my side throughout this journey. He understands what is needed and says “Bring it on!”
When we say “Next week we are going to Charleston,” we have paved the way with all these decisions and look forward to returning on that yellow brick road of hope and glad tidings.
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 4, 2008
Here are elements of the decision:
1 - Do we travel to Charleston, a round trip of 850 miles, for an initial interview to see if I qualify?
2 - If I qualify, are we willing to be there for seven appointments in the first three months?
3 - How will we know if I get the placebo or the Zactima? If I get the placebo, I will have received no treatment for three months while the cancer tumors grow unchecked.
4 - If I receive the Zactima, are we willing to make regular return visits every 3 months for check ups and to receive another supply of the oral one-a-day tablets?
5 - Are we willing to give the time involved? Driving requires a two day trip each way.
6 - How about other typical travel expenses: meals, lodging, transportation?
7 - Will Michael be willing to take on the additional tasks associated with such a strict schedule?
Each element required thoughtful consideration and discussion with each other about the further implications of each decision. Here’s what we decided each point and the results of each decision.
1 – Yes. A preliminary telephone screening was hopeful. Other than the cancer, I have a long history of robust health. The risk of being turned down seemed minimal.
2 – Difficult, but do-able. Much tiring travel and a long time away from the comforts of home, family and friends for support. Telephones and email minimized the isolation we felt.
3 – A risk, but a moderate one. One of the three months is necessary anyway to “wash out” traces of all previous medications before I could start the trial drug.
4 – Yes. If we see positive results in blood work lab values, imaging to compare the status of the tumors versus the previous images, and the appearance of expected side effects the contribution to improved health trumps all other considerations.
5 – Yes. In the event, we chose to travel by Amtrak from Richmond. The costs averaged out to be almost the same, and we saved two full days of travel time on each trip.
6 – Some are reimbursed. That helps.
7 – He has been by my side throughout this journey. He understands what is needed and says “Bring it on!”
When we say “Next week we are going to Charleston,” we have paved the way with all these decisions and look forward to returning on that yellow brick road of hope and glad tidings.
Copyright 2008
www.lindalater.blogspot.com
Posted October 4, 2008
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