drip, drip, drip go the meds -
how can something so clear, viscous, and innocuous be so fiendishly effective and poisonous?
looking at the 'bags' of chemo medicien on the i.v. pole, hanging limply with their frightening names (cytoxan! taxol! taxotere! doxorubicin! - all with an ominous 'x' in their midst!), it is a strange and otherworldly experience. we arrive amidst pleasantries at the doctor's office, unfurling a now usual bag of tricks - dvd player with headphones, netflix movies, seltzer bottles, godiva pearls, books, new york times, magazines, and pretzels. we settle in, power up, and watch the flick waitress while the toxins course through jane's veins. the movie is delicious, really sweet, and the time passes. we make our way through half of the oscar-winning tsotsi (south africa), and before we know it, we're done!
out for lunch - salads at grand luxe - and home ... everyone is out at friends or art, so we pass a quiet and relaxing afternoon together ... our dear friends have delivered persian food from colbeh for shabbat dinner (yummy, and super easy), making the day so simple for us. jc drops by to say hi and inspect jane's head sans cheveux, although i greet him at the door sporting synthetic hair myself - kind of hysterical! i can really be there for jane, and before we know it, all are back home for an early dinner. candles, wine, challah, and a fantastic meal with an easy prep and cleanup - perfect for this heavy duty day!
jane talks about doing the avon breast cancer wall in october - i suggest building a team with all of her female friends, and doing the two day walk together - raising a lot of awareness (and money!) in the process ...
we watch the aptly named brit-com as time goes by, while the kids do their thing - a placid weekend awaits, as we all take our cues from the patient ...
h
how can something so clear, viscous, and innocuous be so fiendishly effective and poisonous?
looking at the 'bags' of chemo medicien on the i.v. pole, hanging limply with their frightening names (cytoxan! taxol! taxotere! doxorubicin! - all with an ominous 'x' in their midst!), it is a strange and otherworldly experience. we arrive amidst pleasantries at the doctor's office, unfurling a now usual bag of tricks - dvd player with headphones, netflix movies, seltzer bottles, godiva pearls, books, new york times, magazines, and pretzels. we settle in, power up, and watch the flick waitress while the toxins course through jane's veins. the movie is delicious, really sweet, and the time passes. we make our way through half of the oscar-winning tsotsi (south africa), and before we know it, we're done!
out for lunch - salads at grand luxe - and home ... everyone is out at friends or art, so we pass a quiet and relaxing afternoon together ... our dear friends have delivered persian food from colbeh for shabbat dinner (yummy, and super easy), making the day so simple for us. jc drops by to say hi and inspect jane's head sans cheveux, although i greet him at the door sporting synthetic hair myself - kind of hysterical! i can really be there for jane, and before we know it, all are back home for an early dinner. candles, wine, challah, and a fantastic meal with an easy prep and cleanup - perfect for this heavy duty day!
jane talks about doing the avon breast cancer wall in october - i suggest building a team with all of her female friends, and doing the two day walk together - raising a lot of awareness (and money!) in the process ...
we watch the aptly named brit-com as time goes by, while the kids do their thing - a placid weekend awaits, as we all take our cues from the patient ...
h
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