…….that turned into Six! But I am home, and thanks to Char who spent Monday thru Wednesday with me, and Theresa & Karen who spent Thursday thru Saturday with me, WE did it! It was definitely a Team effort. Of course, David came too, but the girls were “living” the confinement to the 5th Floor - Cabin Fever is not pretty after about Day 3 with this girlfriend! I got home at 9:30PM Saturday night and have never been happier to see my house, animals, bed, etc.! Other than that, everything went fine. I got the Nulestra shot on Monday to control the white blood cell counts, which to-date have been right in line with what they should be.
I am now scheduled for a Pet Scan (PT) on the 19th and will get the results on the 23rd. My understanding is the chemo is working its magic over the next few weeks and the PT will show the current results. The Dr. will then recommend the next form of treatment based on those scans, ie additional radiation, surgery, next round of chemo, etc.
But I think I have it better than Marla right now and the demands of Mr. CFC! Dad has “reincarnated’ and back to his demands. She keeps me in daily giggles with her Daddy stories (I’m just wondering if I should report her to the Old Folks Agency when she tells me she drugged him because he was being so bad!?!) I miss arguing with Dad about his car keys, taking him to the casino and “needing to talk right now” but yes, I have passed the baton for now. Marla & I had a recent idea to send Dad to the valley with Sister Char! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Sorry, I lost my head for a minute!!
Life at the Sewart Zoo has been good. We are trying to teach Bailey Bird to say “Thank you Jesus” which is the Sewart House Mantra. Bailey is still a baby and her vocabulary limited, but we’ll get there! I figure, everyday we open our eyes in the morning we should say “Thank You Jesus!” cuz it’s a good day! It is so fun being around this talking bird and listening to her talk. Marla also has an African Grey she is training – we have a good time comparing “bird” notes! Dogs & Cats are also doing good, Gwen.
Also, before I close I wanted to respond to my good friend Nicole who I love dearly. You are the cutest city girlfriend I have ever had! Roosters crow – chickens lay eggs, any questions? (Nicole wrote on the blog 3/31….the chickens! I remember the first time I went to your parents house for our work Christmas party and I spent the night there and was awoken by the darn chickens because someone forgot to put the blanket over them or whatever it was to keep them from waking at the crack of dawn. Or was it roosters?!)
And BTW – that was a GREAT party hosted at the Casas house! Those were FUN times in Fullerton!
And so I leave my friends and family until the next update after the 23rd. My very best to you and your families. I think of you all often, and as I am in your Prayers, you are in mine.
Sending my love,
Kelly
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I'm glad to hear that everyone is OK:-) I'm looking forward to you getting all this chemo and hellishness out of the way so we can get back to medical treatment that is really important...plastic surgery! I'll be working on a treatment plan for you, so be prepared.
Oh and tell Marla that I'd be happy to call her, but I need her number(and most importantly, the dog does NOT stink!)
Love,
Gwen
Okay, so it's roosters that crow. What can I say, I grew up in Corona del Mar and there wasn't a ton of poultry type animals running around!
So, so, so great to talk to you today. Absolutely made my day to catch up and think back on some of our very, very fun times together. I didn't feel it appropriate to bring up any of the not so fun times...like when you would leave me a voicemail on a Friday at 5:30pm telling me you needed to see me in your office on Monday AM. Nothing like leaving me hanging all weekend....especially when you know what a freak I am about that stuff!
You sound so great, so you. I miss you so much. And think about you everyday. I'm looking forward to coming for a visit when you are feeling better. And when your nieces visit in the summer, you better take them to Disneyland, rent the wheelchair, we'll meet you there and we get to the front of the line first! :)
Love you!
Hi Kelly,
Just a note to say I'm thinking of you and glad you are now home. I heard birds can learn profanity really quick. Interesting huh.
The kids have a rodeo at the Salinas Valley Fairgrounds in King City on April 15th so I'll be in your neck of the woods.
Love You, Cher
G
Hey Kelly Jeanne or Kellie Jean or Kheille Gean ~ Sorry, just can't remember how Dad thought your name SHOULD be spelled. Oh wait, thats right, it was BOBO! As I read your latest blog one thing struck me. You would NEVER have had Cabin Fever if I had been there. I would have dressed up like a nurse and brought you bed pans, enemas and therapy animals! We would have been through the entire 6 days before anyone at Salinas Valley knew what hit em! Next time, we can pretend we're starring in One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest. Nurse Ratched: "If Ms. Kelly doesn't want to take her medication orally, I'm sure we can arrange that she can have it some other way. But I don't think that she would like it." WAHAHAHAHAHA
Ok, no worries on the PET Scan. We are all praying ...as ALWAYS. Since this is a PET scan I may even skip church this week and go pray at the Zoo. Hey, God has a sense of humor!
Regarding your comments about YOUR father. I may want to drug the old crow but even I would not be so cruel and evil as to send him to Charlene. Are you TRYING to kill him?? Here is the latest on POOP, I mean Pop. He has barely slept a wink in three days preferring to SCREAM at me about his car keys. Yes, this includes getting up ALL NIGHT and coming into our bedroom. At least we no longer worry about him walking in on us having sex since we NO LONGER HAVE SEX!! Funny how having your father walk around in his depends can ruin that part of your life. Oh yeah, the car keys. He has informed me it is his car, he is completely capable of driving & I have no right to try to stop him to which I replied I am NOT giving him his car keys and as long as he lives in my house I am responsible for his well-being & the well-being of others he might KILL in HIS car. Hey, didn't I have this conversation with Andrew before?? Anyway, I am looking into STRONGER DRUGS FOR ME!
I love that you are teaching Bailey to praise God. That should send Gwen over the edge!! YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU GWENNIE~~ BTW, Miss Gwen, I have your picture on my fridge so every morning I give you a kiss & a prayer. I've turned into my mother!
Kel, I have never met Nicole but all I can say is....CITY GIRL! That's ok, she may not know a rooster from a hen but I couldn't tell you a Versace from a Dolce Gabana. They all sound like Italian fast food to me!
Dad just walked by & said, "I'm getting the hell out of here" to which I started to laugh hysterically. Hey, it's either laugh or drug the old bugger.....
heading to the medicine chest.
Love you~
Marla (better known as the "worthless daughter")
ps....spoke with Cher the other night. I am passing my saint halo on to her!
Gwen~ Rae had her baby yesterday & when the doctor came in she thought I was Rae's sister. She didn't believe I was her mother because I "looked too young to have a daughter that old". Yes, I am a plastic surgeons nightmare .... the forever young woman! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
SIGN ME UP FOR LIPO, CUZ!!
p.s. get my number from your mom....and believe me MR BROWN DOES STINK!
LOVE YOU ~ Mar
Kelly Pet Scan Huh. Does Marla still have her 3 legged goat? Today I left the back door open and in came the dogs and also the goat guess she figured that if the dogs could come in why couldn't she. She thinks she is a dog I think.
Well Marla let's add stupid, crazy idiot, dumb bitch to the worthless. It is amazing we could raise kids or live away from them for so long. I don't know about you but I can do anything right. Did I mention he gets treated like a king.(Better than my husband)
OK Marla it is time for a lock on the door on your side and a camera baby moniter. Ha Ha.
Well back to you Kelly, I am glad you are catching up with Marla and me in the animal department, you can get your pratice so when Marla and I end up nuttier than a fruitcake you can come take care of us. Just put us in one house with a bunch of animals and we will be happy.
On halos I don't know dad brings out the horns in me. Wanta share. I knew red was my favorite color for a reason. I only had to dodge one punch and kick this week.
Gotta love em cuz the nursing home would just give a cocktail to keep them in line. Maybe I need the cocktail. Kelly hugs and kisses for you and all your fuzzy friends.Love you cuz. Cher
Well clearly I made quite the impression on Marla, since she doesn't remember meeting me! And for the record, she did. At least once. (I'm much cuter now Marla, so if you met me now -- you'd surely remember it.) :)
Anyways, you know me, not one to be offended so let's move on.... Spent the week in Palm Desert lying by the pool with the girls and Kevin. Delicious weather! We ate too much. I drank too much (not a huge shocker I suppose) and got too much sun. (Think Malibu Barbie only older.)
So a few more days until your Pet scan - I'll be actively checking the blog to see the results after the 23rd.
Okay, have to run. Max has the electric guitar out and is killing me with her rendition of Baby Got Back. (not kidding).
Love you!
Hey Nicole ~ Well shoot girlfriend, of course I remember meeting you now. All you had to do was say Malibu Barbie. You are the tall blonde with enormous boobs and the abnormally small waist. I think if I recall correctly we can even pull your hair at the top of your head and make it longer..... but only when you're drinking! Kevin, who used to go by Ken in college, is your handsomely rich husband who adores you and bought you the fabulous Winnebago with the fold down sides. You have three perfectly adorable daughters who look just like you only in miniature. See I remember! Marla
ps....yes, I have lost my mind. Let's see how well you do living with YOUR father some day! :-)
Marla, your right, that's me! Glad you remembered!
I had that Skipper doll - remember her? I think she was Barbie's sister?? - that you would crank her arm around and her boobs grew. She went from pre-teen skipper to full stripper skipper. Ahhhh the toys were great then.
Nicole ~ and you wonder why Max plays Baby Got Back on her electric guitar. Full stripper skipper indeed!! Thank goodness we only had chickens to play with growing up. Or were they roosters?? :-)
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