I start chemo tomorrow and I’m all…
I feel strong, I feel surrounded by the best people.
But I still feel moments of that, pictured up there ^
It’s a dreary day, and the fact the nurse couldn’t get a vein easily today (they haven’t decided whether or not to do a port yet) makes me a little skittish.
Also, hearing directions/info about how I’m basically a walking biohazard for a few days after treatment is a little surreal. NOBODY TRY TO TOUCH MY BARF, OK!? I KNOW YOU ALL WANT TO.
Listening to this album, though, is doing good things for my mood and brain and gut…