Sunday, September 11, 2011

So, I guess this is where I screw my courage to the sticking point.

Chemo starts tomorrow. We have really no idea how it will treat me, so we are preparing for many eventualities, from buckets-beside-the-bed on upwards.

But the anticipatory tummy wobbles I had yesterday may actually have been a bug, as Bravest is poorly today.

Anyway, I have a bag of comforts ready to go, the table and alarm clock are both set, and it only remains to say g'night to a few online people. Don't be surprised if there's no posts for a couple of days.
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  1. MmamallamaSeptember 11, 2011 at 9:39 PM

    I have never quite understood how poison can make you better. But then--I don't understand a lot of things. Strength, courage, and peace to thee.

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  2. MarthaSeptember 12, 2011 at 10:54 AM

    With any luck, the anti-nausea drugs will work as advertised, there will be no problems with the infusions, and the chemo will do what it's supposed to do. Tsvi & I are rooting for you!

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