So July was a month of planes and puking. I thoroughly enjoyed a visit to Chicago with Liam and Bijon to see the Grateful Dead’s 50th anniversary last-shows at Soldiers’ Field. Lots of good eats, baseball with Chicago-style hotdogs, hippies, guitar vibes, adventures, architecture viewings, record shopping, and hanging out with these guys. aAll the Chicago
We stayed in a great Airbnb in the Wicker Park neighbourhood, checked in with some friends, and did the Chic-a-go-go.
All the while, I was dealing with the long-term boily/pukey chemo stomach, while Liam fended off strep throat with a visit to a U.S. health care clinic that was not so scary or expensive. They let us watch a shark TV show in the examination room while we waited.
After a few weeks of throwing up at home, Liam and I were back off to London for visits with our cousin, Fiona, museum-going, shopping, great dinner-having, hedge mazes, Sly and Robbie, Ebo Taylor, and yes, you guessed it, more of our good friend Mr. Nausea.
While I’m feeling relatively good, energy-wise, it is a huge drag to be on the platform for a subway or elevated train and have this dialogue:
Me: [gripping mouth closed with spare hand] Mrrgghhh.
Liam: Mom, these garbage cans are no good, go to the end of the platform where there are no people around.
Bijon: [after some minutes] Are you certain you feel OK to get onto a train, now?
Me: Yes. Let’s do it.
Not the usual way I like to roll, but still. Side effects 0, Travelin cancer chick 1.
London, next, with Liam, gave us a chance to hang out together for 10 days. Liam was a wonderful travel companion. In London we did these:
In London there were similar digestive adventures. They did not prevent us from having the best Chinese food meal I’ve ever tasted http://www.minjiang.co.uk/
and a lovely long lunch at this Chelsea spot. Medlar
and a rollicking Italian dinner here: Osteria Basilico
Luckily, we returned home for August and (me) to an appointment with my naturopath. For this month, I’ve taken gluten, sugar and dairy out of my diet, and am helping out my IBS gut with homopathic treatments and probiotics. So far, so good. I should be ready for Barcelona in October, leaving my stockpile of airplane bags behind.