So You Found The Comments Section

Well I can now say that my fellow workers are smart. You guys finally found the comment section and I will say..it's about time. I figured that you gentlemen couldn't type or that maybe you gents where being sensitive to my issues. I laughed at the last sensitive part so it has to be the non typing thing. You boys need to grow some hair and stop wearing flannel..hahahahaha. Wait a minunite..I have no hair and wear flannel, it's a cult and we all look alike.

Now on to other things here. Today was chemo day #2 and it was pretty fun. We had a early appointment and I had to get the works, blood, see Doc Death and get my jungle juice. The nurse brought us to the same room as before and I being to think they only have this one room..hahaha. We waited for about 30 mins and the nurse told us Doc Death was running on time today..yeah, right..if that's on time I would hate to see this guy run late! Anyway, he comes in and closes the door on his hand! Yup, on his hand. I almost lost it and I tried not to laugh when he told me he had to step out into the hall and scream. Oh my gosh now that was funny but he'll probably add that to my bill..hahaha. He told me I was doing great and that was it. What a super guy..hahaahaha...he must be a riot at parties.

We didn't get a private room today but that's ok cause it was fun just the same. My nurse Matt, yes nurse Matt..hahaha was just so happy to see me. At least this time I got his name right and didn't call him the nurse with the limp wrist. Matt somehow thinks I'm a trouble maker and I don't know where he would get that from. Oh, and Matt did have a limp wrist, he pinched a nerve it went limp..hahahahah. Matt gets to rub and poke my breast so I am sure he's a happy camper. My port is right above my left breast so each time he gets a peek..hahahaha. I have to go back tomorrow to have my white blood shot, Nuelasta, and Matt said he wished he would be there cause that shot hurts like hell and he wanted to give it to me. As you can plainly see, Matt is in love with me..hahaha.

One thing about not sitting in a private room that I liked is that you can talk to other people who are getting chemo too. And, I could also watch Ken fall asleep and snore while all the chemo patience tried to be quite around him so he could get his rest. One guy sitting next to me was taking experiential drugs for his cancer. He wasn't given any chances to live but is doing pretty good he told me. I know I am sick but I almost feel healthy compared to him. Another lady talk to me and she has had her cancer since 2001. She looked so bad and she laughed when I took off my bandanna to show her that I had no hair left.

Cancer is horrible! It robs you of who you are and takes all your money to pay for it. That shot that I have to have each time cost over 3,000 a pop and some insurances don't cover it. This cancer that has adopted my body has made me see things in a different light and it has also made me see other people have it worse and still have a smile. What else do we have but that? So when something isn't going just right in your life, think of this, smile and say to yourself just how good you have it..I know I do