Monthly Archives: January 2013

Heading To Mississippi

Gorman has just completed another five day round of Temodar and we are glad it’s over.  He had more side effects this time: stomach cramps, sleepy and tired but that’s on the wane now.  He was so cute; a couple of afternoons he went out to our front porch to read on the porch swing in the sunshine and ended up sound asleep.  He had his book propped up on his chest so he could say he was reading, not sleeping!

We leave tomorrow for Mississippi, where we will see so many folks we’ve not seen in over a year.  What fun that will be!  Some are probably wondering what to say to Gorman and based on our experiences of the last year, I will offer some suggestions.  If you know someone who died with cancer, that will be the first thing that pops into your mind but don’t tell Gorman about it.  When you’re living with cancer, it’s not helpful to hear about someone who died with cancer.  Many people like to talk about their illness and tell of the details; Gorman is not one of those.  I know that some folks feel that they are showing interest and concern by asking for details but we live with this 24/7 and it nice to think of and talk about almost anything else so just ask how he’s doing, tell him he looks great (because he does) and move on to a different subject.  He is so looking forward to seeing everyone and catching up and we thank God that he’s doing so well that we can travel and have fun.

I’ll post an update in 10 days or so when we get home.



Thanks For All The Prayers

Gorman and I continue to walk around saying, “Thank you, Lord; thank you, Lord”.  This last MRI took place on the one year anniversary of his surgery.  The past year has been quite a ride but God has held our hands every step of the way and we are so so so grateful for all our praying friends.  We have truly felt those prayers and know that God has heard them.

On Wednesday, Dr. Nabors showed us a comparison of this MRI with the previous one.  At the site where the tumor was removed, there is a small “spot” and it is more pronounced this time; however, it does not show up as red and therefore, it has no blood flow and he thinks it’s just scar tissue.  He said they would continue to watch it and if it becomes more pronounced, he might need to do a biopsy to check it out.  Last summer we met a lady who lives in Birmingham who also had had a glioblastoma.  Dr. Nabors did her surgery two and one-half years ago and she’s doing fine.  She did say that she had to have a second surgery to remove scar tissue.  If that becomes necessary for Gorman, we can deal with that.  Anything other than a returning tumor we can handle.

Next week we are taking a Mississippi tour.  Neel-Schaffer, Inc. is having a party to celebrate its 30th anniversary so we are going to Jackson for that; first time we will have been there in 14 months.  Then we are spending some time in Vicksburg and touring around.  I’m calling it Gorman’s sentimental journey!

He is in the middle of his five days of chemo pills right now.  He feels a little light-headed but that’s all.  Actually, he’s in the kitchen right now working on dinner:  seared tuna with a soy, ginger, cilantro sauce and mushroom and asparagus risotto.  Life is good.

Good MRI

More to come!

Just An Update

After a wonderful Christmas with our kids, we are home and enjoying puttering around; just nice quiet days but for us, quiet days are not boring; they are delightful.  Every morning Gorman and I thank God that we get to be with each other another day.  That tired old adage about cancer making one appreciate every single day is really true.

No doubt, some of you are wondering what ever happened about Gorman’s bulging disc.  Well, the answer is not much.  Apparently the symptoms can just come and go and he’s really not having any pain now; just some stiffness in his back now and then.   He uses the heating pad every night and insists that he sees enough doctors as it is so we’re hoping it will stay in  the background.

Gorman is cooking like crazy.  In fact, he’s in the kitchen right now.  Am I a blessed woman or what?  I can barely remember how to turn on the stove.

The MRI is at our throats again.  We will drive to UAB next Tuesday, Jan. 22 and his MRI is scheduled for Wednesday at 11:45.  I’m giving the specific time in hopes that God will hear many prayers right about then.  Gorman and I both try not to give in to the anxiety and fear but it’s a challenge.  On our drive to Birmingham, I think I will get out pen and paper and we will actually list all our blessings, one by one – my remedy for fear and worry.