Coo Coo!

Which is French for yoohoo. And cuckoo. Both of which apply.

Following daily phone calls, today we have the internet! Hello, everyone.

I'll be posting pictures of events and progress, but not until the weekend. My day is taken up with dog walking (we haven't a proper garden now) and shutter painting.

I have re-started chemo. After telling me that I'd be on the same regime, I've been switched to a different protocol. Must be a killer on the heart. I had to have a sonagram of my heart, I had an electrocardiogram during the treatment, my blood pressure taken every 5 minutes for an hour, and ice packs on my wrists and ankles.

I asked this time. I was on carbo-taxol before, every three weeks. Now I'm on carbo-caelyx, every four weeks. I haven't found any useful information, yet, on the internet, but I haven't had much time to devote to it. Did I see something, I ask myself, that said I wouldn't lose my hair?

Anyway, the day following treatment, I was up and dressed, but sleepy, at 7:30. At 8:30 I went back to bed for a nap -- until 2 in the afternoon. Since then, I have felt fine. No problems like I had with taxol. My appetite is reduced, it's true, but I consider that a bonus.

I have 192 new messages in my inbox and maybe 300 for my groups. I hope you aren't expecting individual replies really soon.

Tomorrow we go pick up tiles to enclose the shower (Nick is not a happy camper) and to Montélimar for Nick's second infiltration. The doctor agreed with you, Laura; rest for the day and then go on as usual. Unfortunately, he isn't a lot better, so he's going to rest for the weekend.

Oh, yes. The dogs and cats are just fine.

Ah, and my laptop broke. It had already lost its touch pad and then the screen went -- when I dropped it on the floor. New one on the way from Amazon.