The Peachfuzz Chronicles

August 10, 2011

Bring in the Zamboni… again

Filed under: Doris Update — by thepluckygastronome @ 1:24 pm

Yes, I’ll admit. It’s been a cruddy couple of  weeks.

The last time I went to chemo, my chemo nurse Nancy G took one look at me and (correctly) observed, “you got your butt kicked this week, didn’t you?”

Gee, it was that obvious?

The first week of my third cycle was the toughest yet.  Not only did I feel like I’d been through the Rabbit Hole; it was more like I’d been dragged backward by the toe of my stylish TEDS sock, through stinging nettle, set on fire, only to have the flames beat out with the mat that sits on my front porch.

Heh, Heh, it may have been ugly but I made it.  (Note to cancer:  “Nanny, Nanny, Poo-Poo! ” with tongue sticking out).

The second week of cycle three was much more tolerable, but there were so many things going on with Mom that today’s post finds me feeling a little bit like Sigourney Weaver’s heavily-panting character in Ghostbusters. “There is no Dana, there is only Zuul!”  The developments have come so quickly that I feel as though I can’t keep up.

So here’s an update:  Our dear Doris is no longer at the LTAC facility. She really did like it there. But alas, she developed a case of a lazy kidney. The docs at the LTAC felt that it was prudent to move Doris back up the hill and she now (again) has a room with a view at UHosp. Again, she has been poked and pinched and tested. Her lack of fluid output has required that she be monitored by a Foley Catheter. The numbers have been worrisome. She also is retaining fluid in a manner that eerily parallels Marv during his final weeks. It is this development that perhaps is the most unnerving. The reality is that now the thoughts of a triple bypass surgery have seemingly been tabled permanently. This news was a crushing blow for the family.

Mom and Dad at the beach. They've done everything together--marriage, kids, cancer, pulmonary edema... now they will share the dialysis experience.

So as did Marv, Doris has made the decision to give dialysis a try. Last night she went for a spin in what the Roberson’s lovingly refer to as “The Zamboni” or that big dialysis machine that resembles the ice rink staple. Everyone was concerned during this first foray, as Doris’s heart condition is a complicating factor. But  she came through swimmingly, having met the goal of pulling off a liter of fluid. The docs have given Doris a 30 percent chance that this treatment will be successful.  Today, Doris will have another 2.5 hours on the “Zamboni” and another  session is planned for Thursday.  At that point, the docs will reassess the situation and make further recommendations.

As a family, our spirits have been up and down by the day and sometimes by the hour. The developments came so quickly that there was no time but to “circle the wagons” and deal with the situation at hand. We have been forced to open our eyes to some stark realities and openly discuss them in a refreshing new way. We’ve all laughed, cried and wondered why it should be that Echo has been placed in a forced cancer exile at the exact time that would have sent her running to support the family. Familial roles have shifted in unexpected ways and new responsibilities undertaken out of necessity. We all wonder what the lessons to be learned from this experience will be. It may be years before we know.

Doris will tell you she’s not “going anywhere.”  She’s still on the attack and intends to exhaust all her options. She even got a new hair cut, which makes her look ten years younger!  (Thank you Sylvia!) The family wants to thank everyone who has reached out, visited and offered up prayers on our behalf. Just knowing you are there and care is a comfort.



  1. Please give Doris my love.
    France Stenberg

    Comment by France Stenberg — August 11, 2011 @ 11:25 am |Reply

  2. I love you my dear friend Doris.

    Comment by Lynne Jakeman — August 11, 2011 @ 5:27 pm |Reply

  3. THis is the third try on writing a comment and then I go to bed.

    What you write fills me with alarm, but I do love reading your writing. Your “voice” comes shining through, as clear as ever. Take care of you and Love to “Mom.”

    Comment by Marti — August 11, 2011 @ 9:27 pm |Reply

  4. I finally figured out what this picture looks like.

    You look like “Mommy Conehead,” minus the cone.

    It’s still so great to see your smiling face. I think of you every day and pray you are doing well.

    Comment by Marti — August 13, 2011 @ 2:10 pm |Reply

  5. LOVE the picture! You’re all in our prayers.

    Comment by Sharon Killian Barrus — August 13, 2011 @ 8:13 pm |Reply

  6. Doris,
    Thankyou for the sacred honor of dresing you.How I love you and admire you.What a strong woman you are.Our Heavenly Father lives and His son is the Christ and I testify to you that I know this to be true because the Holy Ghost has
    told me so.We as a group of friends,have developed a close bond haven;t we.

    Comment by Lynne Jakeman — August 15, 2011 @ 8:45 pm |Reply

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