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Gran, redux
May. 14th, 2010 05:17 pmThe med they have her on is Rituxan, one session something like once a week. Her medico said that the most likely side effects for that would turn up fairly soon after they started the drip; they didn't.
Right now, her biggest personal concern is that diabetic bladder + better than 50 oz of system-flushing fluid per day = living and sleeping in the head. Loo. WC. Whatever.
Grandda has *just* now realised This! Is! Cancer!, though, which makes it odd trying to reassure him that so far, she's doing great.
In short: when all that's left on the face of this blasted earth are twinkies and cockroaches, somewhere also will be my grandmother. She will open her closet door and rip the duct tape off of Death's mouth, untie him, and say primly that she's been ready for the past five minutes, can they go now please?
Right now, her biggest personal concern is that diabetic bladder + better than 50 oz of system-flushing fluid per day = living and sleeping in the head. Loo. WC. Whatever.
Grandda has *just* now realised This! Is! Cancer!, though, which makes it odd trying to reassure him that so far, she's doing great.
In short: when all that's left on the face of this blasted earth are twinkies and cockroaches, somewhere also will be my grandmother. She will open her closet door and rip the duct tape off of Death's mouth, untie him, and say primly that she's been ready for the past five minutes, can they go now please?
