Thursday Chemo and Some Conundrumatics

I couldn't post about today until I saw if he would be allowed to get chemo or not.

He got it! Passed his blood test.

I was worried, because last night, he started with the fever again. Oh no!

And this morning, he felt bad and was even kind of crabby!

But he went, harumphing all the way, and they took his blood, and turns out the only thing wrong with it was too little magnesium, so he's on magnesium now.

So they gave him his M and V chemicals.

Tomorrow, though, he gets a Neulasta shot, which is the same basic product that gave him that hellacious bone pain last time. We're so hoping that doesn't happen again.

The sweet little guitar girl was there again today, but some of the song requests she got today were NOT of the hymn-like variety, and simply did NOT interface well with her gentle and childlike persona and voice: she looks delicate, speaks delicately, sings delicately, plays guitar delicately, and someone in there today had her singing the WRONGEST songs for her sweetly whispery self.

Imagine, let's say, you're looking at a whispery-voiced golden-haloed satin-eyed cherub holding a guitar. With wings on it. Yeah, on the guitar. And throw some wings on the cherub too. That's the persona, that's the effect, we're talking about.

Now imagine THAT singing THIS:

"Well, I'm runnin down the road tryin' to loosen my load
I've got seven women on my mind,
Four that wanna own me, two that wanna stone me,
One says she's a friend of mine."

Bill and I, hearing this across the room, looked up from our books and slowly turned our eyes toward each other until our eye contact said, "Did that just happen?"

"Well, I'm a standin' on a corner in Winslow, Arizona
and such a fine sight to see!
It's a girl, my Lord, in a flatbed Ford slowin' down to take a look at me.
Come on, baby, don't say maybe! I gotta know if your sweet love is
gonna save me!"

Um.

Yyyyyyeah.

Well, you gotta expect, if you're going to take requests...gonna be all kinds makin' a world!

Glad there are, though.

And we definitely had fun listening. Despite--and maybe even because of--the conundrumatic paradoxical juxtaposition of it all.

"Lighten up while you still can,
don't even try to understand.
Just find a place to make your stand
and take it easy."

Hey. We can do that!