Friday, July 18, 2008

A Scorcher--Dog Days of Summer!

The temperatures are rising today! We are in the middle of a heatwave, but that is fine with me!
I love the summer. The grass is a beautiful shade of green, all the leaves on the trees are in full bloom, and the vegetable garden is beginning to share the fruit of its bounty with us!
Walking in our backyard is paradise for me. In the early morning, the pool glistens from the early sun and the grass is damp from the dew. You can smell, see and hear Mother Nature at her best...with the blue jays, cardinals, monarch butterflies, etc.
At night, I can catch a hint of salt air while I sit on the swing under the maple tree, watching the stars dance above. Ahhh...isn't life wonderful?
Only two more days until we leave for our trip, but I wish I felt better. I actually had an appointment with my primary yesterday regarding how I have been feeling.
He was concerned that my discomfort could be cardiac related, but most likely it is the gastritis acting up again. It seems that whenever I have my treatment, the gastric juices get angry. I will contact my gastro and see what she wants to do.
As far as the knee and hip pains, I got the name of a really good ortho...so I will make an appointment as soon as we get back. He doesn't want me to use a leg brace because it can cause blood clots to form. We don't want that now, do we?
Took a ride to the Fire Island Lighthouse this week, and spoke to a few people about my band to see if we can play at their car show in September. One of the VP's is going to stop by our show on Saturday to check us out and make a decision. It would be awesome if would could play at Field 5 for the car show. What is better than gigging at the water next to the lighthouse? NOTHING!
Tomorrow night we have our gig in Queens, and I am trying to arrange another gig at a private swim club in Bayside for Labor Day weekend. We had a blast last year, and I hope it all works out again.
On another note, my two furry kids...Goldie and Dylan...don't seem to mind the heat lately, but they both have no interest in swimming. When we go down to the lake, Goldie walks right in. But I tried to coax her into the pool, and she runs away.

Honestly, I pulled her in the other day and she freaked out. And yesterday her back legs accidentially fell into the pool and she froze. She was walking too close to waters edge, but I got her just in time. I thought goldens were supposed to love the water??? Strange one, huh?
Jarrett came home on Wednesday for a few days, and I spent hours washing his dirty laundry and repacking. It wasn't too, too bad. He heads back to camp tomorrow. He has grown so much taller in just three weeks. We are just about eye-to-eye!
I cannot believe he is turning 15 on Tuesday! 15!! We took him out for Chinese food last night to celebrate...per his request!
Well, gonna run. I have a few errands to do before we leave on our trip. And we are planning on catching a free concert at the beach this evening...Strawberry Fields. They are supposed to sound and look just like the Beatles. I can't wait!
Will fill you all in upon my return from vacation. Until then, God bless!

Friday, July 11, 2008

July 11: Part II

Okay. Let me begin where I left off at 3 in the morning. I am a bit more awake now!! LOL

I had an appointment with Dr. Rumore on the 23rd, and he was pleased with my progress since the Rituxan. However, he was just as baffled as me regarding the speed in which my health spiraled out of control.

My bloodwork was all within normal range, so there is no medical explanation as to why I became so ill so quickly. At this point I have to pay extra special attention to the signs and symptoms. He hopes that I can go over a year without another chemo treatment. We'll just wait and see.

Our little Goldie came home from training school. Wow, did I miss her like crazy! She has been totally transformed into a service dog.

Goldie came into the house with her little red vest...and had the largest smile on her face! The trainers went through all of her assignments and skills. Quite an impressive list! When the phone rings, she can answer it. She can fetch the remote, my keys, utensils, a bottle of water out of the refrigerator...just to name a few.
If I ask her to brace, she puts her body across my knees so I can get out of bed, out of a chair or out of the shower. Cool stuff!

Needless to say she collapsed as soon as she went into her bed. Poor little baby...she worked so hard! But she is home. Hooray!
Jarrett left for his first session of camp, so Sal and I have had some alone time. Well, sort of! We are keeping so busy that we actually haven't been alone too much. Between hanging with friends and life in general, we are still very busy. But we are leaving for our honeymoon next weekend...which will be wonderful!
I have been trying to get into a somewhat normal routine, but I seem to have hit some glitches along the way. I started playing tennis two days a week at the town's summer recreation program. I had made a promise to myself that if I get stronger, I will try and play again. I signed up for a class specifically for intermediate players, but most are not quite at that level. I am doing well, but my right knee and both hips are very much inflammed. I am not sure if it is the disease process, a result of taking prednisone or my age. I will find an orthopedic doc and see what he/she says. In the meantime, I will rest up for a few weeks, and try tennis again when we get back from our trip.
The band has been doing well. We had an outdoor gig at a church festival that was successful. I really rocked out that evening...music really gives me a natural high. I am so excited about playing at Montclair State's Centennial Celebration in September. Having my NJ family and friends in the audience will be awesome!
Over the last few weeks, several people close to me have gone thru illnesses and surgeries. Prayer is very powerful...and I am happy to report that Ceil is fully recuperating and looks amazing. And Frank is getting back to good health. Unfortunately, his dad got some upsetting news...and I will continue to put him in my prayers.
We celebrated Independence Day at a local town park this year with Pat and Dawn. We were treated to a free Beach Boys Concert and watched the Jones Beach Fireworks from the waters edge. Despite the wonderful day, I kept thinking of our brave men and women who are still fighting for our freedom each and every day. God bless them all.
It was also our friend Julie's birthday, and she was supposed to have a beach party but the weather did not cooperate. So instead we packed up the pups, yes both of them, and celebrated at her home. It was a lot of fun! Lots of great food and fantastic wine!
Mom and Nancy drove out here on Wednesday, and we had a great day. We hung out by the pool, drove down to Fire Island National Seashore and had dinner at Pier 44. We ended the evening with a Frank Valli concert at Westbury. That man can still sing. Wow! The music brought back some great old memories for me. Ahhh...the good old days!!!
Well, that's enough for now...I think! I am looking forward to this weekend when Sal and I can enjoy the summer together. And I am especially excited about our trip to Provincetown next weekend. It has been too long since we got away.
Watch out Massachusetts. The Boyarsky's are heading on up!!!

I Needed A Boost

Today is July 11th. 7-11. A very significant day in my life.

My late father, William S. Boyarsky, was born on July 11, 1926. He would have been 82 years old today, if he were still of this life. But my daddy passed away three years ago after fighting for almost ten years to beat CLL.

The numbers 7 and 11 always played a huge part in my life while I was growing up. No matter when I looked at the clock every morning in my New Jersey home, it always seemed to read 7:11. Each and every day I would glance over while getting ready for school, and it was always that time. I couldn't explain it back then, but I remember mentioning to my mom in passing. The interesting thing was that she said the same thing happened to her.

Nowadays, whenever I see 7:11 on my clock, I am reminded of my dad. It brings a warm fuzzy feeling into my heart, and always brings a smile to my face. In fact, I usually say "hi Dad" when the clock strikes 7:11...hoping that perhaps it is my Dad who is saying hi back to me!!!

As an aside, I am sorry that I haven't written a new blog entry in almost a month. Many of you have written or called and asked if everything is okay. The answer to that...yes and no. My recovery from the last Rituxan was difficult, but I am finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

I will try to fill you in on the last few weeks, without boring you! Where to begin?

A few days before Jarrett left for camp, we took him to a Long Island Ducks baseball game. We had great seats behind the catcher, but the weather couldn't make up its mind. It was drizzling one second and beautiful the next.

That particular game was scheduled to have Grucci fireworks at the end of the night, so we stuck it out. Well, of course you know that the Ducks went into extra innings...14 in fact. But the fireworks were worth the wait. What a beautiful display! Ahhhhhh!