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Pain Management

Hey there. How you doing? I'm back. Feeling a little better but I still have that sensation of being overmedicated...kinda dopey - watch it with the smart-alec comments you guys, you'd probably say "so what else is new?"


Had my appointment with my family doctor, Dr. Granger, today. He's really a helpful, gentle man. He's got some ideas on managing pain that he wants me to raise with Dr. Ansti and then follow up with him next week. That would really be great. Unfortunately, pain is a big part of what I'm going through and if there's something we can do to control it that would be great.


The after effects of last week's chemo kinda blew off the weekend. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to go to Montreal with Philippe and Maryse and see Philippe's apartment. I spent most of Saturday and Sunday either in bed or on the couch.



The upside is I'm getting a lot of reading done. I finished The Knights of the Black and White. It was good - an easy, uncomplicated read that held my attention. Interestingly enough the author, Jack Whyte is a Scotish fella who now lives in Kelowna. (How about that Jean-Marc?!)


And I"ve been listening to a lot of music. Last Friday, before post-chemo started to bring me down, I ventured out to CD Warehouse and stocked up:



Easy Tiger by Ryan Adams
The Salvation Blues by Mark Olson (founding member of The Jayhawks)
Wincing the Night Away by The Shins
The Best of Spyro Gyra (sorry, got caught in an 80s moment)
White Moth by Xavier Rudd



So on the horizon is my appointment with Dr. Ansti of the Bone Marrow Transplant Unit next Tuesday, then back to see Dr. Granger on Thursday. It should be an interesting week.

Book: Lisey's Story by Stephen King
Music: Last of the Breed by Willie Nelson, Merle Haggard & Ray Price
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