Stair SMASH Starts with you !

Good afternoon peeps,

So as I promised here are some of the more light heart moment from crazy radiation mind. Thank god for the most part we had nurses that laughed this stuff off. The first night I spent in Sudbury I buzzed the nurses into my room gave them a 10 minute speech about how I wasn’t a trouble maker (since I had a reputation at St. Margaret’s as pulling my IV cords out) at the end of the speech I once again apologized and then asked for a carry on and a boat (which was my sister Kerrie and a bed). I also announced to the Mount Sinai ICU unit and all the nurses standing by that I wouldn’t be on American Idol. My family was responsible for growing all the olive oil in Israel. I would also get convinced that certain groups of people were going to punish me and I would be terrified out of my mind, among those were my aunt and uncle because I couldn’t go down hills on my bike, or sending people away because the paranoia got to me Kerrie and Danielle got spent to collect pamphlets so they weren’t around when I thought I was going to die.

It’s nice to be able to joke about it now but my first night in Sudbury I woke up with a girl sitting in my room covered in blood (she did the same thing I did and pulled out the IV) and she was whispering about how the nurses are going to kill her, I just kept saying over and over that she would be ok but I think at that point there isn’t much logic left in their brains.

So back to today. Let’s start off with our Lovely friends over at Palliative care, If there is anyone in the world that needs a rebranding lesson it would be these fine folks. Most people when they hear that it usually comes off as the place where they go to ‘turn the machine off’ that is until Palliative Care decided to go bad ass and took over all pain medicine. And ta da for the first time since April I was almost entirely pain free (I won’t get picky, I have a feeling that this is as best as it is going to get I still get some of the head tricks at tee wrong time but right now the mix seems to be working wonderfully I’m sticking my noise in as a co-contributor but the last part of the was totally my idea (and well mom helped a bit) The day wasn’t an entire waste however I did build a bird feeder (which Nemo moved into) , went on a two story wheelchair run of the hospital, and walked way more then I was allowed to with the cane (I’m such a bad ass like that the cubs would be proud.) and the usual walker/walk. “Flowers grow in sand I can do anything”

Hope everyone is enjoying this as much as I am, as always if you think of any questions or comments you can leave me here or on facebook or via dancing telegram, I know there is about a week that only some of you know what happened so I’m going to put on my big girl pants and dig into that starting tomorrow because even I don’t remember that week for the most part.

Thanks for reading J

Of and just out of curiosity is anyone interested or a member or a online book club ?

Thanks