Seizures and Showtunes 

Thursday evening, right before our potluck was supposed to begin, I went into my bathroom to get ready. 

The first indication that something was wrong was when I couldn’t move my right leg. The second was when my right arm, which hadn’t been working well, raised up over my head, and wouldn’t stop flapping. I fell onto the toilet, and tried to call for help, which I think sounded more like bleating. Reil came in and said “You’re having a seizure!”

So, yes. My first, and hopefully last, seizure.  Once I knew what it was, it became much less scary. Not so much for Reil, because he could see me frothing at the mouth. But I was alert the whole time, could watch my husband’s face, and just relax into it.  I couldn’t talk.  I couldn’t move, but ass deep in the toilet seemed as good a place to go with it. 

The paramedics got there in no time, and since they weren’t sure whether it was stroke or seizure, rushed me in the ambulance to the hospital, following stroke procedures.  CT scan, some observation, an increase in steroids, new anti-seizure mess, and I was home in just a few hours. 

One of the hospice nurses came over that night, and ended up being extremely comforting and helpful. 

The week since then has been a mixed bag. Lots of sleep.  Meeting my regular hospice nurse from Kaiser. Fatigue. Waiting for my arms to work again (Monday evening, mostly).

Most of my frustration has come from not having energy.  The days before the seizure I was sleeping 16-18 hours a day. Since then it’s slowly gotten better, but there’s never enough energy. 

My hope is that I can go a few weeks without any crises, and to be able to count on having enough energy most days to be creative in the morning, take a nap after lunch, and be awake when my family gets home in the afternoon.

Today gives me some hope for that. Molly and I were able to go see Wicked in San Francisco tonight. It felt like a little slice of extra special normal.  It gave me hope for much more from life than just laying around in bed all day. 

My first quilting goal this year was to make quilts for my husband and my kids.  Not the wall hangings that I usually make, but something larger that they can wrap themselves up in my love. 

My second goal was to do the same for my siblings.  I’ve almost accomplished those goals. Most are coming home from the quilter tonight. 

And now, once again, I’ve got that lazy/dumb/crippled arm.  It’s really affecting all my limbs, but mostly my right arm.  I feel worried that it’s not just exhaustion, that it’s progression of the brain mets. That I’m never going to get use back.  Because that means no more quilting, no more being creative in that way that means so much to me. 

I wasn’t planning on that. I hope it doesn’t come to that. 

In the meantime, I’m sleeping a lot. I can’t do much else. Everything just drags. It’s to the point that I don’t move from room to room if I don’t absolutely have to. 

I started on Kaiser hospice today, and I got a hospital bed. It’s not very comfortable when flat, but with head and knees up, it is nice. I’ve ordered a pad to go on top of the mattress. 

I feel like I’ve been a bear lately. I’m grumpy. I can’t remember words and that’s frustrating. I just want to be not so exhausted. 

Ups and downs

I remember when I was in my 30’s, with two young kids, reminiscing about how easy it was to stay up all night in college. Last Thursday I couldn’t fall asleep at all. I did get some rest, but no sleep. 

Three days later, even with sleep in the meantime, I’m dragging more than Friday, and wishing I had the bounce back of a healthy 30 something, let alone a college student.

What worries me that my limbs are all exhausted, like before the steroids kicked in, but not quite as severe.  I do think it is mostly exhaustion, as I did a lot yesterday, too. 

Mostly this reminds me to live to the moment.  Not to worry, but to just take care of myself right now. Nap, rest, eat good food.  Take my meds and vitamins. Use the oxygen. 

I also got the news that I’ve been accepted into the willed body program at UCSF, so that’s one more thing taken care of. 

I’ve still got an SSI disability snafu to work out. Later. 

Right now I’m going to make a list of letters to write.  As long as I can stay awake. 

What a difference a week makes. Thursday morning I could barely control my legs, and didn’t have the strength to walk more than a step or two, if that. My right arm was pretty much useless, and my left arm tired.

Now, after a week back on the full steroid regimen, I can walk straight, though painfully, I have full strength in the left arm, and nearly the same in the right. Hallelujah!

I’m continuing the quest to make life easier for myself. And, seriously, my favorite new thing is the bedside commode. If I weren’t already married to the love of my life…  

I ordered some wheelchair accessories – cup holder, gloves, two little side packs where I can keep wallet, phone, glucose stuff. It’s easier than a purse.  I’ve also been reading about wheelchair hints, which came in handy yesterday and today. 

Yesterday, I got to practice in Target. Getting around was good exercise, and the nice wide aisles were easy. Today, Reil dropped me off downtown, where I met a friend for shopping.  When we got to the dressing rooms, of course someone able bodied was in the wheelchair accessible room!  Grr.  

Later, when I went to the restroom, some old guy started pushing the chair for me. While I had my hands on the wheels!  Not good manners!

Overall, though, it was amazingly refreshing to be out of the house, getting around on my own, and feeling like a real person.  If this is life on hospice, bring it on!

Into hospice, out of crisis

I’m happy to report that I’m feeling much, much better. The steroids are kicking in, and I can walk much better, and my right arm has more strength. 

We’ve been working on making the house work better for me, to. We rearranged the living room so that I can wheel right up to one of the chairs, and get in with just a step or two. 

I have a shower seat which makes bathing comfortable. I have a commode next to the bed. I suspect I’ll get a hospital bed in the next few weeks. 

I finally realized that the reason I’d been having crazy sweats was because the steroids were making me even more insulin resistant.  Measured my blood glucose and it’s been in the high 300s. I now have insulin, and while I still get high spikes, I’m not getting the sweats, and am much more comfortable. And isn’t that the point of hospice?  Also, I keep joking that the worries with high blood sugar levels are the long term effects. And, yeah.  Anyhow, sweets are probably not the best things to bring over, as much as it pains me to say that.  I love macadamia nuts, though. 

The whole family is having a hard time, understandably.  But we are also making some emotional breakthroughs.  Stress, fighting, love, talking. We’ve got a lot to do, and not nearly enough time to do it. So much to fit in.  I had a long emotional talk with Molly today, and a shorter, but perhaps more profound, time with Jacob. It breaks my heart to do this to them.

A lot of people have asked to visit this weekend,  and I’m sorry to have turned you all down. The coming weekends will be slightly less crazy, I hope. And if you don’t mind visiting in groups, or having collective visiting times, I think we can make it work.

The hospice nurse said they don’t want me staying alone.  I’m not sure I’m going to be cooperative on that measure in the near future, though I do have people lined up for another week and a half.   But I think there may be days ahead in the future where Reil may need to work, and none of my family can be here.  No commitments now, but please think about whether you might be able to spare a day in the future to babysit me. I’d rather spend the day with a friend than an in home care giver I don’t know. 

Other help we may need is dealing with getting a wheelchair up to and down from the house.  Right now I can walk it, but I don’t know what the future holds.  I hope to meet with people who have ideas, but I’m afraid that the costs of ramps etc might be more than is reasonable for a short term use. 

We are getting sign ups for Tuesday meals, and that is so helpful. Remember that we are holding potlucks on Thursday nights, 6-8, too. If you want to bring extra, feel free!

One more way to help, once it dries up a bit, would be to help pull weeds in the front yard.   All of this rain…good for California, craziness for my yard. 

Love you all.  Lisa


Tuesday night I got almost 10 hours of sleep. Despite that, I napped from 1-2:30 and 3-5 on Wednesday. When I went to bed last night I felt out of sorts, and exhausted. 

During the night I went to the bathroom four times. I didn’t make it any of the four times. But more concerning was the fact that each trip got increasingly difficult, at a rate that was extremely scary. I had no coordination in my limbs and my right arm was once again feeling dead.

My oncologist and I talked on the phone this morning, and his first recommendation was to take 2 steroids. And then 2 later. Tomorrow I’ll go back to the 3 per day I was on. 

He feels that this indicates that the cancer has continued to move into the brain and or spinal column.  His feeling is that any more treatment wouldn’t do much good. 

I was disappointed, but I can’t say I’m surprised. And since the idea of having help in the home managing everything that’s going on seems so much easier, I’ve decided to go into hospice.

We are hoping that the hospice the will come by this afternoon. I have a lot to ask. 

Food Stuffs

Thanks to all who have said they want to help with meals.  If you’d like to sign up for a meal delivery, you can do it on my Helping Hands website, which includes our address:

Here is a list of recipes and restaurants that our family enjoys.


Below are some of our favorite things.  We are open to lots of other foods, too!

Foods we don’t like:  ONIONS, green peppers, fennel, shrimp (Molly and Reil)

Middle Eastern



Other Ideas

  • Beef or Mushroom Stroganoff
  • Green Bean Casserole
  • Home made mac and cheese
  • Pot Roast
  • Enchiladas
  • Burrito makings
  • Chili



Chinese – Joyful House 510-582-1585 Delivers!

Our typical order is :

  • Wor Won Ton Soup or Yee Fu Wonton Soup
  • Pot Stickers
  • Rice

3 of the following dishes (but if you want to surprise us with something else, we’re adventurous – except that Reil and Molly don’t eat shrimp)

  • Mu Shu Pork
  • General Tso’s Chicken
  • Eggplant with Tofu
  • Ma Po Tofu with Ground Pork
  • Stir Fried Green Beans with Pork
  • Hong Kong Style Combination Chow Mein


Sandwiches – Mr. Pickles – 510-398-8532

  • Reil:  The Mr. Pickle, with lettuce, tomato, mayonaise on Dutch Crunch
  • Jacob:  Hang Loose, with mustard, lettuce, pickles on Dutch Crunch
  • Molly:  Turkey and Swiss with mayonaise and lettuce on Dutch Crunch
  • Lisa:  Chicken salad, lettuce, tomato, mayo, mustard on Dutch Crunch


Thai – Top Thai 510-538-4400

  • Spring rolls
  • Pad Thai
  • Rice

plus 2-3 other dishes

  • Panang curry – chicken or pork
  • Pad Prik Khing – pork
  • Pumpkin Curry – chicken or vegetarian
  • Eggplant – tofu
  • Pad See Ew – chicken, pork, or vegetarian


Vietnamese – Le Paradis  510-886-2130

  • 3 orders of Pho Ga (Chicken soup) (#14)
  • 1 combination White Rice Noodle Soup (#20)


  • 2 orders of Pho Ga
  • 2 BBQ pork banh mi
  • 2 BBQ chicken banh mi


Indian – Aroma 510-888-9555 Delivers!

  • Samosas
  • Naan – 2 orders
  • Rice
  • Chicken Tikka Masala or Chicken Makhani

2-3 other dishes

  • Lamb or goat biryani
  • Keema Matter
  • Dal Makhani
  • Chana Masala
  • Dum Aloo
  • Muttar Paneer


We also love Middle Eastern food, but it is harder to find close enough for delivery.  Gyros, Chicken or Lamb Shwarma (no onions), Falafel, Hummus, Baba Ganoush, a couple of dolmas for Reil…

There’s also Munchery.Com