"He's not human. He's like a piece of iron."
Ivan Drago, "Rocky IV"
Hey, you lurkers! Just because I'm squeaky clean of cancer, having fun and no major issues (outside the weakness and tiredness), y'all mind LEAVING some messages? It gets lonely being the only one writing to this blog.
So, here we are in the 4th quarter of my football game against Hodgkin's. Still doing treatments, yada yada, and hoping Hodge never wants a rematch after I kick its rear. My hair is growing back in everywhere (finally), and my symptoms seem a bit easier to manage. My hair apparently is normal and can happen. The symptoms are more likely attitude more than a lessening (hey, three docs say I'm clean, I'm near the end of chemo.... Yeah, I'm gonna be happy).
This weekend will suck, as I'll be tired and weak. I'm staying home Monday too for that exact reason. However, the other effects that go into the week really haven't been so bad. I have my appointment with the youngster radiation oncologist tomorrow (she's good, I just call her that because she's only a few years older than me), but she's more of the 2nd opinion, as for practical reasons I need to be treated downtown (so I can work).
So, I'm happy since I'm clean. No way in hell was I letting my cousin come out the winner in this race, haha - We'll tie and both be cured.
And that's alright with me.
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Hope this treatment stays on the easy side of suckage. Keep up the happy thoughts, they do help get through it.
Be well,
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