Early Mornings

Good Morning J

Feeling pretty good this morning so I thought I would put a small blog post up. One of the nice things is that I think I have seen almost every sunrise since Toronto and since I never know that the actually temperature it makes me always want to go outside. Nighttime here was pretty uneventful. Once again I got the super nice nurse. Crazy cancer brain came up with this story that someone really important came in last night on air ambulance and I almost snuck into the hallway to find out, but as for regular midnight hallucinations and such that was pretty calm one, still after my little incident I think I might have been pushing my luck.

So at about 7pm Kerrie and mom go home for the night and I am just hanging out in my room. I for some reason need to get something off the ledge, but all I need to do is stand up make one step and get back into bed. Or what I should have done was ask a nurse or used the walker but I’m feeling adventurous so I try it myself and of course I land on the floor. So here I am sitting on my floor with ever piece of muscle in my body not working, I can’t move my legs at all. Worse the call button is at the other end of the bed. So I manage to crawl around my bed literally dragging my legs which won’t even go into crawl until can get the call button. Thankfully I had two super awesome nurses who did the quick check over but realized I was more embarrassed then anything and left me alone. I guess anyone that has ever broke and splint something can relate, but it is the worse feeling when your body just doesn’t do what it is suppose to do. It was like my knees and brain had a domestic meltdown in my body, Oh well babysteps kilby babysteps (still need motto)

And for those who are curious here is the story of Clive which I am pretty sure only me and Kerrie find entertaining. When you get radiation done the first thing they do is make a mask of your head to guide the lasers. They shape it like a cast mesh netting and then ever time you go to radiation they strap your head and mask to the table. Anyways on the last day of radiation I asked if I could keep the mask with me. Odd souvenir at least we can always turn it into a fruit basket. The name Clive was the first name that popped into my head and since he was the first thing there I decided he gets the honour of having the blog named after him.

Anyways that is all for this morning, should be able to see what type of trouble I can dig up this afternoon J