No long march to radiology until 2014. |
The breakfast after being told my test
results, not even a second cup of coffee could keep me from nodding
off not even an hour after waking up. This was after a deep and
peaceful twelve hour sleep. It seems I had a great deal of sleep dept
built over the last few weeks. You see, the same creative mind that
conjures new civilizations and real people that can live in my head
is really good at conjuring the most dire result with the thinnest
shreds of evidence. Was I being silly, maybe. I recall a time after
the surgery when my blood work was good yet it was decided I should
have 12 rounds of chemo as a 'precaution.' I am in no way second
guessing my treatment. I'm just saying that indications looked fine
before, and I still ended up having ten rounds of chemo before I
could go no further.
It should be easy to understand how I
could get really wound up in the wake of some abnormalities in the
March tests. It wasn't a constant state of anxiety. I barely spared
the tests a thought save for how they would impact my schedule in
June. It hit me where I was sleeping or where I was supposed to be
sleeping. I got wound up subconsciously and spent two weeks or more
hardly sleeping. How I was functioning and reasonably polite is a
wonder. Not that I was the most efficient at my work as I would have
been well rested. I've found that past dinner time, I was fairly
useless save for some social networking.
The B-12 shots go on but no Oncology appt until Dec. |
When the doctor told me that I wouldn't
need to test until next year this time, I promptly burst into tears.
I had no idea I was that wound up. After the tears came the
sleepiness. Immediately afterward. I was zonked out on the train
home. Luckily, my stop was the end of the line. Even more lucky was
the bus driver knew my stop (it's a very short route and I see this
kind soul often). Napping all the way home and all the excitement of
being free didn't blunt the sleepy. I was even falling asleep during
phone calls. My apologies to anyone that I drifted off on.
The upshot is that I am clear of PMP
cancer. My overall health (heart, blood pressure, etc) is very good.
I am so grateful to all my family and friends who have helped Jon and
me get to this point. I honestly don't know what we would have done
without such steadfast support. We feel very fortunate about so many
things in our lives. Our hearts are very full. However, there are
ongoing problems caused by chemo. I'm still working out my pain
management and nerve damage issues through nutrition and exercise.
I'm ecstatic about being cancer free, but I am not the same as I was
before. I can deal with that. I have support systems in place for
everything that I have planned. And there are a lot of exciting
things in the works – if only I could stay awake to put the plans
in place. Seriously.
I've been fortunate in some things. The
editing contracts I have are all done for the moment. I could be hit
with another half dozen books any time now. I've only got one short
story with a hard deadline on the horizon. Unfortunately, I have a
heap of work that I created myself that is absolutely essential for
my various projects. This stuff is time consuming and leaves me with
little time for my more popular and widely awaited works. This won't
be going on for very much longer. But it is very important. Believe
me, I wouldn't take on more work when I am so very tired if the work
weren't essential. I do hope to be able to talk about some of it
soon. My life is weird. I admit that.
Deb & Jon vs The Summer Blockbuster
I shift gears dramatically to talk
about a problem the Hubs and I have had with family and friends and
the films coming out this summer. It happens every summer, but this
summer is especially bad. There have been movies coming out that all
indications show that there have been films that we would want to
talk about with family and friends. We have been approached with
puppy like excitement that pains us to rebuff. But before I go
further, let me tell you a little bit about our experiences pitching
films. Jon and I write good, solid scripts that get us meetings.
We've gotten meetings when there is no logical reason that we should
get meetings. But that is not to say that these meetings have been
easy on us. Studio types have fragile egos. The idea that nobodies
could waltz through their office and into a film deal is something
that cannot be tolerated. So, we would be given notes demanding that
we explain the links between characters until all suspense was gone
or challenging the logic of our universe to the point we wondered why
there was ever a meeting. This was often a condescending and
demoralizing experience, because, after all, they are studio suits
and we are nobodies. After all of that humiliation, we wouldn't get
the deal. This does make a body bitter. We know that if we had
written material like those of many of these summer blockbusters,
we'd be tortured and ridiculed if we were ever seen at all. Yes, we
still like sfi-fi and action movies. Iron Man 3
http://youtu.be/Ke1Y3P9D0Bc
was a hoot and a half AND a very smart film. And we can't wait for
Pacific Rim http://youtu.be/5guMumPFBag
(GIANT ROBOTS!!). We even root for dreadful films, because if the genre
falls out of favor we lose our chance to sell our work.
But we don't look at films the way
normal viewers do. We generally don't get lost in the snazzy special
FX.
We're thinking about all the cynicism involved in the deal. We
think about how much the suits prefer reboots and retreads to new
material. We think about how they prefer to dumb down a script to get
the wides audience age range possible. It is discouraging for us and
it is also infuriating.
So, no. We are not insulting your
intelligence when we rail about how inane the latest blockbuster is.
We're not thinking about your reaction at all. We're thinking about
those meetings and the scripts not sold in favor of studio hacks with
fraternity connections. We are glad that you were excited that
there was finally a Star Trek film you thought you could talk to us
about. And we do apologize for turning purple and screaming at you.
It wasn't personal. How do you talk to us about films? Let us bring
it up. If we loved something, we let everyone know it. And for
goodness sake, if you've never done it before, don't ask Jon what he
thought of that sci-fi film you really enjoyed. He will tell you what
he thought, no matter the carnage that causes. I can't tell you how
many screenings I've dragged him from to keep him from insulting
someone or everyone. The man just can't lie.
The next blog will have project
updates!
Stay tuned!