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So, by now, I'm guessing that many of you have heard that Jason Blake has been diagnosed with CML (and the more grammatically correct term is actually chronic myloid leukemia, not chronic mylogenous leukemia). Well, I was returning to the office from lunch and found a reporter and cameraman there talking to my boss. Out of the blue, they decided to drop by the hospital and wanted to talk to an expert in CML. My poor boss didn't have any time to prepare or anything. It was pretty amusing from our point of view though, that's for sure. And yes, he tried to get the reporters to say myloid instead of mylogenous.
I guess I should've expected some media to show up here at PMH; it is the leading cancer center in Toronto after all. But even still, it was pretty random.
Well, CDW is now done our gig at the Lantern Festival for another year. Hooray! It's been a sorta tough set of performances - for one of the dances, we had a different configuration of it for each night, and that really messed with our heads a little. But like the consummate professionals that we are, we pulled it all off in the end.
However, dancing a performance night after night kinda makes my muscles a little sore. Enter a wonderful recommendation from Gabrielle, a post-doc who sits near me. Lush makes this product called Volcano, which is like a mud mask for your feet. You're supposed to slather it all over your feet, and then put them in plastic bags to get the nice heating effect. I tried it on my feet, and they really felt amazing afterwards - seriously refreshed. Since my calves felt similarly tired, I decided to apply it to my legs, and then wrapped them up in saran wrap. And I really have to say that it felt SO NICE! I highly recommend it to all you dancers out there who want a treat for their tired legs. A little funny looking, but REALLY nice!
Thanks to everyone for their birthday wishes! I really appreciated it.
Things I did recently:
- went to Kim's bachelorette
- spent some quality time catching up with Katty and Mita in the car to and from Ottawa
- met Ernest's daughter Claire
- met Jensen's daughter Alyssa
- hung out with Nolan and Mike while they were in town from New Jersey
- Kim's wedding (duh)
- Joe and Patty's wedding in Vancouver
- Lantern Festival performance
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You know when you can kinda feel it coming? I'm kinda achy, and my throat is feeling kinda scratchy and sore. Hoping I can ward it off with some rest.
Anyone out there with some good cold remedies they'd like to share?
I am living proof that it is not always the man who forgets anniversaries. This morning, I woke up and Jamie said "Happy Anniversary"to me, and I had to pause because for a minute my brain was saying "Oh, who's anniversary is it today?" Yes, I forgot my own wedding anniversary...
And thus, we have no dinner plans, no presents, or anything (haha).
Oddly enough, I do this very often for my birthday as well...guess I'm just not good with dates.
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Okay...by 10am, I already knew it was going to be 'one of those days'. Today, I passed out in clinic. Yup. Out cold on the floor. How embarrassing is that?! I was observing my first bone marrow aspiration, and those who know me well might know that I'm not the world's best needle person. But, to my credit, I was doing alright for the first bit. It wasn't until the doctor started to describe what he was doing to the patient as he was going did I start to feel kinda weird. So, I thought I should probably excuse myself from the room. Made it to the door, opened the door, and I don't remember what happened after that. Next thing I knew, I was on the clinic floor with a pillow under my head, and three nurses around me. I vaguely remember all the papers I was holding going flying to the floor, one nurse trying to get me to a room with a bed or chair, and then when I woke up, I heard another nurse saying "She's back". We were laughing together later about how I didn't even make it to the bed, and wound up on the floor.
My boss was really nice and didn't mention it afterwards; I wonder if he thinks I'm the biggest wimp in the world though. I mean, I wasn't even the one who was getting marrowed! We've got another donor coming in on Friday, but after I consent him, I think I won't sit in on the extraction (>_<)
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