Well, I'm about to head to my first of 16 chemotherapy sessions. Needless to say, I am not looking forward to it. Actually, the infusion part isn't bad at all. It's about an hour after you get home that all the fun begins. I decided while back that I will not have any expectations on how this will go based on my previous experience. I am hopeful that it won't be as bad, but I am prepared for an evening full of restlessness and puking. I'm lucky to have my dear husband and my sweet mother to care for me in addition to my fuzzy medical team: Hurley, Frances, Iris and Orzo. After all my surgeries, Hurley was so attentive to me that he earned the new nickname, Nurse Puppy. I look forward to his snugs.
I have a mix of emotions right now. I think that they can be best expressed in this classic viral video, David After the Dentist. There's something about all those existential questions that I can really relate to. Please enjoy:
As we venture over to the oncology office, I will be listening to my "let's get fired up about chemo" song courtesy of Of Montreal. Please enjoy this too and maybe do a little dance.
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