{"id":402,"date":"2011-03-11T06:47:23","date_gmt":"2011-03-11T11:47:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bromee.com\/zen\/?p=402"},"modified":"2011-03-11T06:47:23","modified_gmt":"2011-03-11T11:47:23","slug":"here-behind-my-wall","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.bromee.com\/zen\/?p=402","title":{"rendered":"Here behind my wall&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ten more treatments to go.\u00a0 Twenty-three Quasi-Disney rides complete.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Some of you may be reading all these blog entries and wondering &#8220;Well geez&#8230;that all doesn&#8217;t sound so bad!&#8221;\u00a0 In the grand scheme of life it hasn&#8217;t been too awful.\u00a0 However, for the first time today, I&#8217;m going to tear down a little piece of the wall and share just a litte piece of my reality.<\/p>\n<p>Disclaimer &#8211; If you get bummed out easy then this post is probably not for you.<\/p>\n<p>My routine has changed quite a bit from where I stated some posts back.\u00a0 My days are a wee different.<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>I get up at 5am.\u00a0 Usually feeling queasy.\u00a0 I roll myself out of bed forcefully so that I can&#8217;t change my mind.\u00a0<\/li>\n<li>I keep the alarm clock out of arm&#8217;s reach to help facilitate the forceful rolling out of bed.\u00a0 It works.<\/li>\n<li>I wander around a bit trying to get the 4 or 5 items together to go hit the treadmill.\u00a0 I now am making a pile beofre I go to sleep to mitigate this wandering.\u00a0 I seem to forget what I am doing at the moment I&#8217;m doing it.<\/li>\n<li>Try to eat half a banana or an apple.\u00a0 I like apples.\u00a0 Bananas are easier though.<\/li>\n<li>Come back from barely making a mile and a quarter on the treadmill.\u00a0 This is half of what I was doing two weeks ago.\u00a0 I have to be careful now as my knees will sometimes not obey, and slip our from under my thigh.<\/li>\n<li>Rest on the sofa, or work on my blog, and and have my morning prescription buffet.\u00a0<\/li>\n<li>At 8am I take my chemo, get cleaned up, and head over to the underground bunker where the Proton Treatment Center is buried.\u00a0<\/li>\n<li>I ride the aforementioned Quasi-Disney ride for about 20 minutes with my Proton Helmet on.\u00a0 At least I look cool.<\/li>\n<li>Then on some days I have various appointements to attend.\u00a0 These usually involve getting some blood drained and taking spacial apptitute tests to make sure body parts are coordinationg with directions they are getting.\u00a0 I am now unable to walk a toe-to-heel straight line.\u00a0 So I guess I&#8217;d fail a field sobriety test even though I don&#8217;t drive and I don&#8217;t drink.\u00a0 I&#8217;d probably still get busted for some reason anyway.<\/li>\n<li>Then I try to take a city walk to get some fresh air.\u00a0 Then I remember that I&#8217;m in downtown Boston and fresh air is not particulary abundant here.<\/li>\n<li>Then I get back to my abode, put on my jammies, and try to amuse myself until it starts all over again.<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>I&#8217;m sharing this with you becuase some folks thought I may be minimizing the situation by using humor to paint a happy picture.\u00a0 I know that blogs like this one all somehow get linked and I would not want somebody using this one for reference when every post I&#8217;ve made has been about rainbows or puppies or how it&#8217;s impossible to write a sad song on a ukulele.\u00a0 While all that is true, there is also a back end to all this that I haven&#8217;t shared.\u00a0 It is not, from any perspective, rainbows and puppies.\u00a0 I thought you&#8217;d want to know.\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Have a peaceful day.\u00a0 Embrace what you hold dear.\u00a0 Take a deep breath and smile when you think of that which truly has meaning to your life.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Namaste,<\/p>\n<p>Rob<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ten more treatments to go.\u00a0 Twenty-three Quasi-Disney rides complete.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Some of you may be reading all these blog entries and wondering &#8220;Well geez&#8230;that all doesn&#8217;t sound so bad!&#8221;\u00a0 In the grand scheme of life it hasn&#8217;t been too awful.\u00a0 However, for the first time today, I&#8217;m going to tear down a little piece of the wall 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