Life is slowly getting back into a routine. The weather here in Stow has been in the 40’s most days, warm enough for walks in the town forest with Diggory but still nothing happening in the garden. One of the ways I stay occupied is by planning and cooking the evening meal: yesterday it was roast pork loin, garlic mashed potatoes, and beets. I can’t deny that staying home without the pressures of schedule and budget has its enjoyable aspects, it gives me time to do things that I didn’t have the time or energy to do before, such as reading: I’m up to page 6038 in the Patrick O’Brian omnibus set (chapter 4 of “The Hundred Days”). I also find myself watching things on TV that I never watched before, such as CSI, Law & Order, and Boston Legal; I get to stay up late to watch “The Daily Show,” and of course I’m following “American Idol,” rooting, though not actually voting, for Chris Daughtry. One of the problems with American TV is that it’s awfully hard to stay awake. I often find that I initially get involved in a crime show, manage to stay awake for the first few segments of the show, but then fall asleep during the soporific commercials, and miss the ending.

I was back in Boston yesterday for further tests, upper and lower endoscopies, which revealed nothing of importance, though they did take tissue samples as a matter of course. That should be it for hospital visits until I go back in June for my quarterly monitoring. Visiting the hospital brought back memories. Yesterday we entered the hospital via the rear entrance, and I recognized buildings that I had previously only seen through the window of my hospital room. I could imagine a patient looking through his or her window and watching us, just as I watched people on the outside when I was on the inside. It all seems so long ago.

It’s time to start putting life back together. This last Sunday we visited Maureen’s family up in New Hampshire – a visit that was long overdue. I have a renewed appreciation of the importance of keeping family ties alive, and it was a good visit. The family was in good spirits and it was really good to see them all after such a prolonged absence. Even Diggory enjoyed himself, playing with a good natured Airedale terrier belonging to one of the neighbors.

For the future, I am negotiating to see if I can start to work part time, mostly from home. I feel fitter than I did a few weeks ago though there’s still a ways to go. I remain unsteady on my permanently numbed feet and have not yet tried driving. One sign that the chemo is finally leaving my body is the emergence of a few dark hairs on my face – otherwise I remain quite bald. The chemo caused me to lose hair from all over my body, even my eyebrows and eyelashes. The doctors tell me that it will take months for the effects of the chemo to be reversed, but I greet every sign of retreat with pleasure.

I am now officially, probably, in remission. Yesterday, I had a PET scan and a CAT scan and discussed the results with Dr. Zuckerman. The good news is that there is no indication of the lymphoma from either scan. For good measure, he did a bone marrow biopsy today, the results of which should come through on Friday. Now for the not so good news:

1. The PET scan showed a “…moderately intense focal uptake of tracer [in a location that corresponds to] the sigmoid colon. The report says it’s probably spurious, but since I haven’t had a colonoscopy for a while I’m now scheduled for one next week, with an endoscopy thrown in for good measure.
2. I managed to fracture some of my ribs since they last checked me in November. This is curious since I’d have thought I’d have remembered doing so –it may have happened when I was vomiting one time. Either that or I did it in the excitement of watching “Cinderella Man.” No immediate cause for alarm though.
3. There are patchy sub-centimeter blobs in my lungs which are probably indication of an inflammation, but perhaps not. They’re just going to monitor it for now.

My next set of tests is scheduled for three months from now.

o The PET scan stands for Positron Emission Tomography, and involves being injected with radioactive glucose, relaxing for an hour, and then being slowly scanned though a donut tube. The worst part of this is having to keep still for so long.

o The CAT scan stands for Computerized Axial Tomography, and involves having to drink Crystal Lite spiked with a dye for an hour and a half before the scan, and then being injected with more contrast dye during the procedure from a huge syringe. Unlike the PET scan, the actual scanning is over in seconds.

o The Bone Marrow Biopsy involves being stuck with a large bore needle with such force that it penetrates the bone. You lie on your belly and the doctor numbs the area with lidocaine. It hurts a bit but only for a few short periods.

My neuropathy is no better. I’m perhaps getting used to it, but it still hurts a lot at times. I’m very unsteady on my feet and have very little lateral stability. Exercise however seems to be paying off in giving me some increased agility and it has been nice to have some good weather recently, allowing me to take Diggory for two-mile walks in the town forest. I’m not much good on upgrades, but can basically manage to stagger my way around the “short walk” (red-orange-white-blue) and have so far managed to survive the hazards of tree roots, mud, and the like. Maureen walked with me a couple of times, and today, Miranda walked with me. I begin a new medication today, Neurontin, (aka Gabapentin) which Dr. Zuckerman prescribed. It’s supposed to help with the pain.

I’m also allowed to drink in moderation, and I just finished off a scotch and ginger, which tasted pretty good. That also helps with the pain, though not at the same time!

Cedric and Ginny are totally at home now and playing with Diggory, and Diggory with them. We had our scares with Ginny – for a while she was having a hard time keeping her food down, but she seems to be over that now. She’s a little shy, but once she settles down on your lap she’s perfectly content to stay there. Cedric is much more rambunctious, he likes to explore and investigate whatever it is you’re doing. It’s nice having cats in the home once again!

Another long week dominated by trying to find out how to deal with the neuropathy in my feet. The iSqueeze wasn’t doing any good; rather it was actually hurting my feet, so we returned it. What does seem to work is exercise. I’ve been doing the treadmill most days, even though it is hard on my feet. Today and yesterday were both warm enough that I could take short walks in the town forest. I realize that what I need to do is to build up my leg and calf muscles – not that it reduces the pain, but it helps my balance. A heating pad on my feet does reduce the pain, but I can only use it when I’m lying on the couch.

Another side effect which I’m blaming on the chemo is listlessness. I go to bed early and get up late. I seem to have lost my urge to do stuff, and I must admit to occasional bouts of depression. It’s not clear that my body will ever get back to normal. From one day to the next, one week to the next, any improvement in my physical status is minor, at best. I am hoping that these feelings will dissipate when the weather gets better, which it is supposed to do later this week. I’ve already ordered plants for the garden and am looking forward to be able to spend more time outside in the yard.

The other big news in the Doutch household this week is the arrival of two new kittens. Staying with the Harry Potter theme we’ve named them Cedric and Ginny. Diggory is slowly getting used to them, and vice versa. You can see pictures of them in the photo area.