25 March 2019.
We have a new toy.
OK Kids, I've been diagnosed with cancer at the base of the tongue in my throat. Not a good thing, but every medico I've spoken to has been extremely positive and told me it is totally curable with treatment.
I'm not shopping for sympathy, but I'm not much of a talker about private stuff (much to Suzanne's dismay) so I'm writing this the keep family and friends up to date, and save you all a bunch of phone calls and emails. Maybe this will also help out someone who might go through the same thing somewhere down the track. It's always good to get the story from the horse's mouth, even if his tongue is a bit munted. 😃
I've been running late with blog updates. Sorry. After Friday I overdid things and was knocked off my feet for the weekend.
Radiotherapy today was a breeze and the mask is no longer a problem Yahooooo!
Where I do have problems is...
I've lost 5 kg in a week, which normally would be a good thing. In this situation, not so good.
Why? The side effects are kicking in, hard, which in week three of treatment is quite normal.
I can't taste anything, so eating wet cardboard, that's what everything tastes like, is bloody hard. Throw in a seriously bad sore throat (it's burned on the inside form the Radiotherapy. That's the whole idea), and I can't swallow food. The result is I'm just not eating enough. I understand the importance of not losing weight, and I am trying really hard, but I just can't get stuff down. I was surviving on Suzanne's smoothies, but they are now like swallowing liquid fire.
OK, enough sooking!
The highlight of my day was catching up with some friends who are over from Perth for The Australian Body Art Awards. Amy is like our daughter, and Kyla is like a sister to me They are two of my favourite people. Off to El Rincon for lunch. A lot of laughs were had. I needed that girls.Thank you.
Amy, Suzanne, Little ol' Me, Kyla.
Next stop was to pick up another auction win. A rolling Yamaha SR500 frame and parts. This is purely a financial venture. If you know anyone who wants some 1980 Yamaha SR500 bits, get them to contact me.
Than it was off to pick up Vader's new toy...
Yup, we now have a sidecar. It's a 1982 Suzuki GS1100G with an HRD one and a half adult sidecar. There's room for Vader to sit beside Suzanne, and he hangs his head out the side in the wind, loving life. He's a happy chappy.
We test rode it Sunday and I rode it home today. I only ended up on the wrong side of Wellington Road once, heading into oncoming traffic which could have been very nasty. I was riding through a left hand bend at about 90 kph and it just went right. It is in need of some SERIOUS Set up work. It doesn't wobble, or shake the front end, it just veers left or right at any time without warning. Yes, it's exciting to say the least. Obviously the road surface and bumps influence the car tyres severely. I've spoken to people who had ridden this outfit when it was first built and they raved about how good it was, so I'm confidant that we cab get it back to a good ride. The poor old Suzuki is pretty tired as well, so the motor might need a freshen up.
Let the project begin...
We have a new toy.
OK Kids, I've been diagnosed with cancer at the base of the tongue in my throat. Not a good thing, but every medico I've spoken to has been extremely positive and told me it is totally curable with treatment.
I'm not shopping for sympathy, but I'm not much of a talker about private stuff (much to Suzanne's dismay) so I'm writing this the keep family and friends up to date, and save you all a bunch of phone calls and emails. Maybe this will also help out someone who might go through the same thing somewhere down the track. It's always good to get the story from the horse's mouth, even if his tongue is a bit munted. 😃
I've been running late with blog updates. Sorry. After Friday I overdid things and was knocked off my feet for the weekend.
Radiotherapy today was a breeze and the mask is no longer a problem Yahooooo!
Where I do have problems is...
I've lost 5 kg in a week, which normally would be a good thing. In this situation, not so good.
Why? The side effects are kicking in, hard, which in week three of treatment is quite normal.
I can't taste anything, so eating wet cardboard, that's what everything tastes like, is bloody hard. Throw in a seriously bad sore throat (it's burned on the inside form the Radiotherapy. That's the whole idea), and I can't swallow food. The result is I'm just not eating enough. I understand the importance of not losing weight, and I am trying really hard, but I just can't get stuff down. I was surviving on Suzanne's smoothies, but they are now like swallowing liquid fire.
OK, enough sooking!
The highlight of my day was catching up with some friends who are over from Perth for The Australian Body Art Awards. Amy is like our daughter, and Kyla is like a sister to me They are two of my favourite people. Off to El Rincon for lunch. A lot of laughs were had. I needed that girls.Thank you.
Amy, Suzanne, Little ol' Me, Kyla.
Next stop was to pick up another auction win. A rolling Yamaha SR500 frame and parts. This is purely a financial venture. If you know anyone who wants some 1980 Yamaha SR500 bits, get them to contact me.
Than it was off to pick up Vader's new toy...
Yup, we now have a sidecar. It's a 1982 Suzuki GS1100G with an HRD one and a half adult sidecar. There's room for Vader to sit beside Suzanne, and he hangs his head out the side in the wind, loving life. He's a happy chappy.
We test rode it Sunday and I rode it home today. I only ended up on the wrong side of Wellington Road once, heading into oncoming traffic which could have been very nasty. I was riding through a left hand bend at about 90 kph and it just went right. It is in need of some SERIOUS Set up work. It doesn't wobble, or shake the front end, it just veers left or right at any time without warning. Yes, it's exciting to say the least. Obviously the road surface and bumps influence the car tyres severely. I've spoken to people who had ridden this outfit when it was first built and they raved about how good it was, so I'm confidant that we cab get it back to a good ride. The poor old Suzuki is pretty tired as well, so the motor might need a freshen up.
Let the project begin...
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