Thursday, July 31, 2008

Infusion Numero Uno


Done! Crack-Ho has completed Phase One of Infusion Numero Uno. Phase Two is tomorrow. Today was uneventful, as far as possible negative reactions go. A couple of hives broke out, but nothing Nurse Ashley couldn't take care of with an extree drip of Benadryl in that Infusion Cocktail. Thanks Ashley! Mother of Crack-Ho was present for the inaugural infusion, as well. Photo of C-Ho waiting to begin the drip to the right. See how relaxed she is? P.S. - great news all around today...we learned from Doc Hen that the cancer is confined to C-Ho's neck area which makes this nasty stuff super-duper-curable. Yeah, baby.

Visitation from St. Ann of Taylor

CrackHo here to share the vid of the first infusion today with Nurse Beth and the 2 Barbies Malibu and Black Canary. The Barbies were fondly recalling the visitation of a power-suited Barbie to the 'Ho while she ('Ho) was under the influence of narcotics Wednesday (again!).

CrackHo swore she had had a vision of a beautiful angel decked out in an Ann Taylor power suit. Or was it some avenging angel from the Ghost of Narcotics Past??? You decide!

We leave CrackHo before the effects of the Prednisone kick in on film. Stay tuned for glowing-green, muscle-bound CrackHo photos in future Preddie episodes...

Y'all comment, heah?

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Im-Ported

CrackHo and Black Canary here. CrackHo sez I heard I was once again entertaining U.I.V. (under the influence of Versed) even tho I left my inflatable tongue at home today. Malibu Barbie swooshed into the radiation support unit, pulled out her camera, took a picture, and I (reportedly) responded with a physical reminder of one of my middle names (Bird). Peeps, CrackHo had on NO makeup and NO accessories and Malibu was taking potentially shocking photos of the 'Ho in such a bare state! I'm sure she'll be posting later....

Tonight Black Canary and CrackHo enjoyed Italian cocktails at the Builtmore. BCB will share more below, but I must first bemoan the fact that my first-born and much-adored nephew today called me CrackHo!!! Child, I don't care how old you are, I am still AUNT CrackHo to you!!

BCB here with an evening post after port installation. For those of you who have never seen a port, well, it's not much to see....but CH got what they called a Purple Power Port with accessories (id bracelet to let folks know she has such a magnificant port mechanism). I tried not to be envious of a new bracelet; it's rubber so it was fairly easy to let go of the envy! Crackie slept for three hours post port import then was "set free" to sleep several more hours on sofa at crack's shack. Black Canary Barbie lounged, put mirror under nostrils of C Ho to check breathing status and did what we will be doing a bunch of...waiting. Other than the side effects of good narcotics, 'Ho is bruised all around port installation, is a bit sore, but amazingly together and ready for her next big step in healing and recovery: a good glass of chardonay (just kidding)..the first and count down to last of all chemo (R-chop for those of you who didn't know what her chemo cocktail of choice will be for the big, bad B Lymphoma). First infusion session begins at 8 am Thursday morning and finishing up Friday morning at 9am. I'll try to post from the infusion suite. Thanks for all your prayers, calls, emails and love: keep em coming! BCB

Waiting....

It's 8:21 am on Wednesday, July 30...Joni is in surgery at Piedmont having her port inserted. Bad news..I forgot the video flip camera so only words can document the ride this morning. The good news is the port is purple!! So, now we have a new term to use in her cancer healing process...the purple power port! Surgery should be an hour long, small incision below right collar bone with a few interior stitches. We will head to her house probably by 11 am to rest and recover for the first "infusion session" at the suite at 8 am in the morning. Ready to get this show on the road! If you're reading this morning...lift Joni up in prayer! BCB

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Sinnergirls add three to tribe....


As previously posted the "girls" all got together to celebrate the upcoming birth of Black Canary Barbie's new grandbaby girl at what the local tribes call a  Baby Shower!  Here is a photo of the newest editions to the "sinnergirl tribe"...on left is Lauren, Will's fiance (BCB's son) who will marry July 2009; on the right is Tiffany, Harris's wife (BCB's oldest son) and the baby in belly (to arrive around 1st of September).  We couldn't be happier than to know our girl tribe continues to grow.  We'll keep you posted on delivery, birth and wedding plans on our blog.  Black Canary Barbie says, "What a year!"

Monday, July 28, 2008

He Ain't Nuthin More Than BlogFodder: RIP Mr. Dazzle



CrackHo received the news from Mr. Dazzle on Saturday night that he wished to choose the “Release” option under CrackHo’s Catch & Release program (CrackHo runs this program to audition her eligibles). The Catch & Release program’s bylaws state clearly that CrackHo is the one who determines when the “Release” option is triggered, so she was understandably consternated that Mr. Dazzle made such a request.

CrackHo’s theory for this bizarre behavior is that Mr. Dazzle was frightened by the opera they attended this weekend (La Bohѐme). Perhaps Mr. Dazzle became concerned that he, like Rodolfo of said opera, might fall for a blue-eyed lovely who turns out to be ill and then, like Rodolfo, himself turn into a self-absorbed jerk and dump the lovely blue-eyes. Oh wait! Silly CrackHo! That is exactly the way life mimicked art. But we will stop the analogy there as the rest of the plot is Not Applicable.

Needless to say, Mr. Dazzle has been released into the wild where he will have to fend for himself. It’s really more humane that way.

RIP Mr. Dazzle. "Too fast on the river, too slow in love."

No longer Dazzling, he is merely

BlogFodder

"Già un’altra volta credetti morto il mio cor, ma di quegli occhi azzurri allo splendor esso ѐ risorto. Ora il tedio l’assale."
-Rodolfo, Act 3 La Bohѐme

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Baby Shower: Part 4 of 4 / Thanks Aunt Crack-Ho!

What an adorable outfit Crack-Ho bought the new baby! 

Baby Shower: Part 3 of 4 / It's dried up.

If you watched Part 2 already, you'll get this one. Malibu's having a "hard" time figuring out this candy bar.

Baby Shower: Part 2 of 4 / You can taste it. You can smell it. Or you can just look at it.

Our soon-to-be-niece (or daughter-in-law, in Black Canary's case) hosted this little shindig with her Mom and did a fabulous job. Our favorite game was...well, you watch and figure it out. Thanks Lauren and Kathy!


Baby Shower: Part 1 of 4 / Where's Joni?

As noted in our intro (little column to the right), while we're getting Crack-Ho through this nasty cancer business, we're also eagerly awaiting the birth of Black Canary Barbie's first grandchild (which makes it Crack-Ho and Malibu's first great niece, Mother of C-Ho and Malibu's first great grandchild, etc etc - do you really want our entire family tree?). So today, we had a happy baby shower for little baby Georgia. This is the first of four posts today about the shower, and features our dear family friend, Koneta. Enjoy!

Friday, July 25, 2008

Before Surgery: Doctor, Doctor It Seems to Have Grown!

This is ancient history in the whirlwind world of Sinnergirls. But in the interest of Public Service, CrackHo wants to make sure that y'all get a glimpse of what her ailment REALLY looks like. It's a wonder CrackHo didn't scare Doc Juicy off that morning. Oh well, he calmed me right down with a little Versed and things proceeded along jes' fine. (When the vid opens, we're chatting about an unusual type of chapstick available at a certain Variety Store at Peachtree Battle).

Warning: Very Bad Language! How to Manage your Medical Team Part 1

CrackHo here. My ENT guy "Juicy", who does get a lot of credit for scaring the shit out of me day 1 and hustling me into the OR ASAP, stepped waaaaay out of line with some paternalistic dismissive crap in response to my very direct question: "What are my chances?" So, after 1 cup of coffee and 24 grams of protein, I rise up and honk back. BTW, I do not look like this all the time, just in the morning and then only on days when I have cancer.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

The Cure for the Cure

Infusioning promises a lot of things, trade-offs required to get the prize: the cure. Looking down the short road of 18 weeks, possibly weak and hairless as a baby rat, a hottie on the inside disguised as a cancer patient, CrackHo decided that she may need a Cure for the Cure.

So, meet the Orange Crush: CrackHo's new Love Boat, and the thing to cure me from infusion fallout on the way to the big Cure. Big and fat, hard to flip and easy to move, the Crush has a cockpit so open that it barely qualifies as a closed yak. Easy for an infused CrackHo to just flop into and float and forget what nasty side effects infusion may bring.

My dear therapist and spiritual companion Dr. Robin reminds me that water is about clearing the throat chakra. And, it just feels so good to be out where the light and the water and the air meet in gentle collision. Good place for a Bird.

Introducing on this video my friend Jerry, my most esteemed Niger Rodentia and river floating companion. Jerry is my idol for his grace and brightness in his own journey, and for how he can make an afternoon on a river a cure for ailments you never knew you had. He is also a kick-butt cook.

Putt out for dough. Or how Sinnergirls got their name.

Back in June, Crack-Ho, Black Canary Barbie and Malibu Barbie heard that Delta was ready when we were. So we took off for San Diego, combining business and pleasure. While Malibu was doing the business part, C-Ho and BCB handled the pleasure part, which before your imagination takes off, you should know means that they shopped. Anyway, Malibu waited patiently for them to get back to the "bungalow". When they arrived, she began filming and "sinnergirls" just popped out. Appropriate, don't you think? Not only does this video show the first-ever "sinnergirls" use, if you watch till the end, you'll witness BCB's priceless one-liner.

They don't serve Sweet Tea in Itlee...

As I skip backward (there's a thought for a video clip) over the past couple of months I thought it only appropriate to share this photo I took of Joni in Florence.  Getting lost has never been so fun.  Oh, and  the infamous champagne, leather coat room is right around the corner.  C. Ho...hope you don't lose too much wait in the infusion room.  If you do it might call for another trip to Florence to get your "coat altered" if you know what I mean!! Sinnergirls ..as we have learned there is a surprise around every corner.  It may not include sweet tea or champagne but we can forever hold hands and skip!

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Coming Unhooked at the Hospital

Well now time has moved on since we shot this little gem, but CrackHo being the vain packrat that she is, feels compelled to offer y'all this snippet of what happens after you give an ER overnighter her first cup of coffee...but you wait to do it till after you've injected her with radioactive isotope for brunch, for heavens sake.

Are you cold? (Warning: Highly Offensive & Funny)

Who knew that one could accessorize so well in such spartan accommodations? View this video quick before we start charging $9.95 for a download on the "ER Porn" channel.

Rated RRRRR!! Do not watch this video if you are at all offendable!

OK flashback in time to July 6, Piedmont Hospital ER. CrackHo just has to post this great series about the joke the visiting Episcopalians shared, which, when re-told by CrackHo scored a "138 over nuthin'". Better still is the anthropological adventure Dale & Jamie described in their review of the Sea Palms Inn at St. Simons Island. Kudos to our Cinematographer Rebo.


The Etch A Sketch Moments of Cancer
A tool that all Crack Ho cheerleaders must have is an etch a sketch! In my portfolio of etch a sketchs I have two sizes. One is large and most commonly found in children's toy boxes (because I am still somewhat a child I keep it at my office). The other is a new portable size that Malibu Barbie gifted me with at the post Doc Henderson infusion info party. I plan to carry it with me wherever I go. The said use for these is simple: whenever something happens in ones day (ie : bone marrow extrusion memories; Juicy Jarboe sharing cancer news; R-Chop discussions, etc.) that is not pleasant and that one does not want to retain for further study-just etch a sketch your brain of that memory and voila!! it's gone. As the days ahead unfold we may be having to use our large and small etch a sketchs...so, get on your mark,get set and etch a sketch!

Say Yes to No Radiation!

Almost forgot. We received the very good news that C-Ho is treatable with all chemo, no radiation. Sweet.

Missing in action.....

Black Canary Barbie here: Not getting any work done; bumping into things and feeling as if I only have air in that space where I am suppose to have a brain. Could this be the "straw man" effect from not attending the especially fun bone marrow extraction this morning? Just to clarify for those not in the Crack Ho Circle: Mama, Deddy and Julie (aka Malibu Barbie) were at Piedmont with jones while Doc Henderson extracted bone marrow and who knows what else from Joni's hip this morning to make sure there is no big, bad B Lymphoma floating around in the spinal fluid. (We do so love the thoroughness of the famous Dr. Henderson). So, once again we WAIT for another test result. One good lesson learned for BCB...work will not ease one's mind while sister is having any procedure. I'll go with my heart strings next time and just show up for the next big event next Wednesday when Joni has her port surgery. At least then I can flip and document my way through this horrible B Lymphoma anxiety.

Decompressing after first doctor visit.

This little clip shows us after our first visit with Doc Henderson (fondly described in post below). The three of us originally were slated to gear down at a nearby Starbucks, but Joni needed to "decompress" and thought a margarita from the next door Meh-hee-can restaurant would do the trick. What Crack Ho wants, Crack Ho gets. (P.S. - One exception: she didn't want cheese on that Tostaguac, but got it anyway.)

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Infusion Treatments?! Are you serious?

We learned in our first visit to the darling Dr. Henderson yesterday, and with the very fun Ashley Stough, RN, that chemo treatments are no longer referred to as "chemo treatments". No, instead they are called "infusions". And you get your infusions in an Infusion Suite. How 'bout that?

They patiently walked us through each and every drug in the chemo cocktail. Oh, I mean in the infusion. When Doc Henderson said Crack Ho would be having an "R-Chop", I thought he was offering her a special deal from Longhorn. But no. It's the name of the infusion. This little discussion is likely to scare the cancer right out of a person, let me tell you. But when you are ready to get your sister well, they all sound like the best little drugs you ever heard of. What's a little nausea, fatigue, canker sore and aggression when it's all for a good cause, right?

And the best part? Chemo Brain. Their term, not ours. They told C-Ho that she would likely get a little forgetful, have a hard time finding words from time to time, etc. All three of us middle-aged girls looked at each other and said, "hey - that's a normal day"!

Tally ho! 
M. Barbie

Monday, July 21, 2008

Let's get it started uh huh...FLIP-ing out 7/6

OK , Crack Ho here. I surprised my family with a new way to bring us closer by inviting everyone to the ER the Sunday of July 4th weekend. There's no throwing up or blood on this post, but there is a little obscene language. It's approved viewing for parents, but only with adult child supervision.

A Brick House never crumbles...




As sisters we will continue our dance throughout this whole healing process...so beautifully demonstrated here at Black Canary Barbie's (on right; crack ho on left in the tan tabulous outfit) 50th birthday. The music may change a little and sometimes we may just have to dance around the crack ho when "she be too tired" to do her own dance...but nothing will ever put a stop to the magical dance of the sistahs!!! (Imagine the song Brick House and you'll get the idea)

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Black Canary Barbie and Crack Ho Skipping in San Diego

The three of us went on a very memorable trip to San Diego in early June '08. This was taken just after eating the best-ever dinner.

The waiting begins

Even in waiting at Piedmont Hospital for whatever kind of news might be in the offing, we try to keep a sense of humor (and style). Pictured in the video, Black Canary Barbie & Rebo; heard in the background Mama & Diddy.