November 3, 2025
Hi Friends,
I don’t even know what to write this week because I hate being a “Debbie Downer,” but it’s been a rough couple of weeks. Whether these myriad side effects are from Keytruda or not, they’re real, excruciatingly painful, and they have to be dealt with.
I’m seeing a physiatrist at Stanford tomorrow—a doctor who specializes in pain management and rehabilitation. I’m hoping he can put the puzzle pieces together, make some recommendations, and provide relief. I also had an epidural this week, but it’s too soon to say if it helped.
I have to say, the care I receive at Stanford is exceptional… though I’d rather not have to see any doctors ever again. Apparently that “apple a day” thing doesn’t really work. 🤣
I spent 13 days—almost two weeks—pretty much bedridden, unable to put weight on my leg. It wasn’t just the pain; it was the toll on my mental health. Not being able to exercise in any capacity sent my anxiety to unimaginable heights. I’ve heard many doctors say exercise is the greatest antidepressant and anti-anxiety medication, and now I believe it—two weeks without a dose and my mental health tanked.
On Friday, day 14, I finally said, “screw it.” I took the boot off and got on the bike for an hour. Endorphins, baby! Our health really is our greatest wealth—never take it for granted.
I’m thankful for our new pup Shiloh. He’s a total goofball and always makes me laugh.
Here’s our Halloween photo. If you can’t pick me out of the lineup, this year I was Daphne instead of Scooby.
Wishing you good health, always. Thanks for listening.
Love & Kale, Chef AJ.