My mother’s PET scan results indicate that the nodule on her lungs could be cancerous. She will have a needle biopsy in the next few days in order to determine if the cancer is back. The doctor suggested waiting a bit until she tries a smoking cessation drug. The near future will be stressful and the doctor did not want to set my mother up for failure. She’s been smoking for at least sixty five years so a few more weeks will not matter at this point. I left two messages for my mother but she hasn’t called me. My mother expects the caller to call her back. She doesn’t like voice mail so she ignores the messages. I guess I’ll try her later today.
Archive for March, 2011
It’s snowing here this morning. It’s welcomed with open arms. There has been very little moisture in the city in March which is usually one of the snowiest months of the year. I worked in the yard most of the weekend doing garden clean up. The daffodils and tulips that have poked their heads out of the ground are getting a much needed drink of water.
K will be back in Denver on April 3rd. He’s moving out of his loft in St. Louis since the project is delayed once again. The client finally paid their bill. The client was late on about $300,000 in billings.
K’s company is investigating work opportunities in Japan. K had to prepare some documents for the business development group since he manages the environmental remediation team. Guess who may be going to Japan.
My mother gets the results of her PET scan today. My brother is going to appointment. He plans on asking the doctor about smoking cessation drugs since my mother is too embarrassed to admit she never stopped smoking.
Cindi’s niece is moving to Colorado in mid April. She’s moving in with Cindi’s ex-boyfriend and his son. It’s a disaster waiting to happen. Cindi is beyond pissed but no amount of reasoning will change the niece’s mind. She eighteen and seems to know everything. You know how eighteen year olds can be.
My mother is having a PET scan today. She went to a post treatment follow up and was informed that a “nodule” on her lung had increased in size. The doctor ordered the scan to see if it’s cancerous. My mother was a nervous wreck last night when I talked to her. She was dreading the scan and the results yet she has not stopped smoking. Once again I talked to her about nicotine patches, nicotine gum and smoking cessation drugs. My mother is really concerned about the smoking cessation drug side affect but doesn’t seem to mind the fact that cigarettes are loaded with carcinogens. She didn’t remember the many previous conversations we’ve had about the tools available to help her to quit smoking. Either she’s senile or just in denial. I’m hoping for denial.
I’m back from San Francisco. The trip was a lot of fun. I ate and partied on the company dime all week. On Wednesday I attended a cooking class at the Ferry Building in the morning and took a tour of Alcatraz in the afternoon. Thursday was an adventure in Golden Gate Park. I went to the California Academy of Sciences, the de Young Museum and then walked around the park. I spent Friday shopping in the pouring rain in Union Square. I bought a shirt at Ted Baker but didn’t find anything else that really excited me. Friday night’s dinner was held on USS Hornet, a retired aircraft carrier docked in Alameda. I got upgraded to first class on the way home on Saturday because I was traveling with K.
K and I spent Sunday cleaning up the back yard. It was a warm beautiful day. While working in the yard our neighbor, Sheila, came over with the latest gossip. One of our neighbors has been sued by the SEC for running a “Ponzi like” scheme. He’s the vice president of an oil can gas exploration company that owes investors $62 million yet he took home $6.9 million over the last three years. He’s one of four people named in the civil suit.
I’m testing code written by the problem engineer. Her engineering specs are a piece of shit and I’ve found numerous problems so far this morning. I’m not in the mood to deal with her today. I hope the day gets better.
A fire has burned 700 acres in Indian Gulch between Golden Gate and Clear Creek Canyons. The fire is only 15% percent contained and high winds are expected this afternoon. Cindi lives near this area. I need to call her.
It’s only a matter of time before some religious wingnut blames the gays for the earthquake in Japan and the tsunami. I wish I had that kind of power. I would send a tornado to destroy a certain Baptist church that recently won a First Amendment Supreme Court case.
This sentence was in an email my manager sent to me:
If you could get them all to me once the other one is done that would be great but if you have time the 3 are good for now no rush though just whatever works for you.
I had to read it three times before I could understand what she wanted.
The weekend started out with a bang. Cindi had an industry party at her warehouse on Friday night to show off the latest trends in special event décor. We got there as it was ending so we got a chance to chat with Cindi and get a personalized tour. Cindi looked great. Her hair is still short and is bleached snow white.
Lena finally resurfaced on Thursday. She invited us to her art show opening on Friday night at a bar on Colfax near Grant. It was good to see Lena. She’s been incredibly busy. In the last year she designed and built the sets for nineteen theater productions and was nominated for a local theater award. Lena’s art show consisted of fish and turtle sculptures made out of bottle caps, beer cans and old hubcaps. The sculptures were hanging from the ceiling. They were very creative and unique. Lena sold several pieces while we were there.
The rest of the weekend was spent running errands and working on the spring garden clean up and a few household chores.