I’m writing to reassure you all that I am quite all right. I received a flood of encouraging comments and emails after my last post. Thank you all so much. It really does mean the world to me to have your voices coming through the ether with encouragement, support, love. I’m not sure what it was exactly about that last post that elicited such a strong reaction, but I want to assure you all that I am fine.
What I am going through is hell. There’s no question about it. This has proved MUCH harder than the last time I went through this shit. And yet, happily, time relentlessly continues to pass, bringing each next treatment around seemingly a little faster than the last. Before I know it, it’ll be done. 5 treatments left. The next one starting in just 4 days. The list of strange side effects continues to grow. The aches and pains get worse, and last longer. But I don’t want any of you to mistake the documentation of these for a feeling of defeat on my part. I have my moments, for sure, when I’m pretty sure that the treatment is killing me.. But that’s the point. It’s sorta supposed to kill you, but not QUITE. My eyes are on the prize. Make no mistake. I am calm, and resolute. I WILL finish this course of treatment.. and I WILL over a period of time recover from it. Whether or not it leaves me cured seems to be largely a matter of chance, but we can hope.
In the mean time, a cannot stress just how much I’m loving my life despite it all. Over the last few days, my bff and college room mate, Kim, came to visit, and we had a wonderful time. Yesterday, despite mouth sores, we went on a little cheap spicy food walking tour. I wanted to show her some of the gems that I’ve discovered living here in NYC. We started at the highline just to have a nice stroll.. what a beautiful park.. even in the winter. Then ambled down through the west village and into soho to make a stop at La Esquina/The Corner Deli, which has the best tacos that I’ve found in NYC.
I recommend both the Cochinita Pibil, and the Tinga de pollo.
We then wandered down into China town and stopped at a Malaysian place called Jaya. Jaya has what I feel is the greatest appetizer in the city. For $2.50 they bring you Roti Canai. A big fried roti with a little bowl of some of the best malaysian chicken curry you can imagine. Have it with a cheap Chinese beer, and you will be with the one you love. When it came I was so excited to eat it that I didn’t take a picture, so all I have is a shot of the aftermath..
We did shopping for dinner at my favorite little Thai Market and then made our way to the most incredible food deal you can imagine. Xi’an Famous Foods. It’s a Western Chinese noddle stall under the Manhattan bridge, with standing room for two, that pulls noodles while you wait and serves them with combinations that most westerners wouldn’t recognize as Chinese. With lots of influence from the western borders, this stuff is filled with cumin and other spices that you generally think of as Indian or Middle Eastern. We shared a massive $6 plate of noodles with brazed lamb and cumin.
The whole event burned the hell out of my mouth sores, but was totally worth it. We managed to walk just under 5 miles, which for me these days is actually a piece of exercise. Had to come home and nap with the dog for a while before cooking dinner! I made lap, sticky rice, and some really good tom kha (just to continue the assault on my mouth). Sorry.. again no pictures or video. Too happy just to be with friends spending time in the kitchen.
Today I will rest. In the evening I’ll see if I can muster up the energy to shoot a cooking video. No idea what’s for dinner, but the request lines are open until I go do the food shopping.