kvetching up

Entry 1.    11:54 a.m. Now, I Give My Baby, Now, The Ninety-Nine Degree First, the puppy is better.  Huge relief.  Huuuuuuge relief.  I laid with her on the floor last night, keeping the sick and lethargic puppy company, like a scared dad.  But, today, back to rambunctious and frolicking behavior.     Abby and I agreed last night we'd head over to Goodwill to buy lots of old CDs, her latest hobby--a throwback chip off the old block.  We got in my 2005 Jeep Grand Jalopy, I started the car and backed around the corner to change direction.  When I put the car back in drive, the dashboard warning light lit up like Seattle's 1st Avenue in 1985, red lights flashing everywhere.  The electronic ABS system had experienced failure. I am grateful that it didn't happen last night as I drove from my friend Paul's house down 23rd towards Montlake (after an amazingly great dinner and company, btw).  But, I am afraid its time to put the o...

Entry 1.    1:16 a.m. So, readers of Jenny's most recent Caringbridge post may be experiencing cognitive dissonance when reading my own recent journal entries.  I certainly am.  Jenny describes that her disease is stable,  maybe changing a little.  I describe clearly growing disease.  It is true that her oncologist said in his eyes she is stable and that he disagrees with the radiologist report from two weeks ago on May 23, which asserted the CT showed growth of the tumor and mets, and also new mets. When pressed, Dr. P said each reader may see something different. Also note, he admitted he could not explain the exploding CA 19-9 numbers. My biology teacher, Mr. Hicklin, taught me Occam's Razor--i.e, the simplest explanation is usually the correct one. Rising CA 19-9 could be explained most simply by cancer growth. But wait, there's more.  While the actual radiology report wont be posted for another 24 hours, we do have the Emergency doctor's not...