Well, what can I say? Chemo pretty much sucks. I know that isn't very literary of me, but my food intake and urine ouput are being monitered at the moment, and I am sorrry to gross you out, but I don't have time to waste being literary.
So, yeah...
Doing...okaaay.
I just had my dressing ripped off by one of my many nurses. At around 11, my own stem cells wll be implanted into my body, from whence they were harvested painstakigly several months previously. How is your morning going?
There, now you can't say that wasn't literary.
2 comments:
I have been thinking about you and sending good thoughts your way every day. Do you have a number at the hospital I can call?
Also, can you concentrate enough to read? Do you want me to lend you books?
I love you.
Wow. Well, I had a history test on Tuesday. :-D
Polly
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