Today I went in for my Zometa infusion, better known as the anti-bone crusher medicine. Which is ironic since it feels like your bones are being crushed for 2 days afterward. Hopefully the side effects will be very little since it's my 5th time. But it's been several months since I've done it, so I'm not sure what to expect tomorrow. I was throwing up on Sunday, but I'm not sure if it's from the chemo meds or because I took like 15 pills (Sutent, Prilosec, BP meds, several vitamins and supplements) and then didn't eat anything. One more week of this stuff, then I get a new PET/CT scan they can merge together to measure actual size and activity of the tumors at the same time. Pretty nifty. That's on October 13.

Until then, I try to take the dog for 20 minute walks. I'm trying to purge some of the hoarded materials in my house. And Kassy has inspired me to start painting again. We saw some cute trees for each season at Pier 1, so I bought four canvases and painted my own seasonal trees. She seemed to have really liked the spring tree I sent to her on her phone. I will finish the winter tree tomorrow. Maybe I'll post them if they turn out ok. Cody wants them in his room. It takes a lot less stamina to sit and paint than it does to go grocery shopping or clean out the cupboards. And it's been so hot outside, although it was much cooler today.

In other side effect news, Kassy told one her friends I'm like the girl in "50 first dates" because my short term memory has turned to crap. Not only does the Sutent (chemo meds) affect my short term memory, my chemical levels from the tumors do the same thing. I can never find my glasses, and I ask the kids the same questions over and over. The mail key has disappeared a few times. Ken found it in my closet, in the pocket of a pair of shorts. I think the dog is getting fatter. I forget to eat, and don't realize until I'm out somewhere about to pass out. Or I finish a bowl of cereal, go to the sink and find I've already eaten a bowl of cereal. I feel like I'm in the first stage of Alzheimers. It's very frustrating sometimes, and I can't imagine how it makes Ken feel when I ask him for the third time what he did today. Well, I can kind of imagine because then he starts giving me these looks. Kassy's tolerance is a little less. "MOM! I already told you that!" Sheesh. Cut a sister some slack.

Anyway, that's all I've got. Ken is putting out DVDs with family pictures and setting them to music. It's fun to go through all the pictures. We have some funny kids. I'll update when I get my test results back in a few weeks. Pray for us.

God is love.