The good, my chemo bottle is empty..yay!..the bad, What the hell? there is a new bottle?...the ugly, what do you mean there is one more after this one? damn me all to hell...
well i finished my first bottle of Tarceva, and have now just cracked the second one, and after that a third one...can we say "screwed with a power drill" i knew you could.
I am still sick, i still have a infection that makes my zit breakout look so bad 16 year old girls are coming up and offering me a sad hug and their bottles of Clearasil.
sick to my stomach, i blow chunks (in more way then one) and i keep plugging on, i am not sure this show determination or stupidity, maybe a little of both.
I went and made my Doctors and some friends happy this weekend, i bought me a car, well a 1998 Ford Explorer to be precise, i do love my Explorers, this is my second one, the first one i bought i purchased in 1992 and kept till 2010, this one has 144k, full leather seating, a moonroof and a 6 CD factory changer, it's a step up, you should have seen the doctors faces when they find out i am riding a motorcycle while in chemo or radiation its a look of "why do we bother" it's not that they are "anti-biker" it's more like "we make you sick and weak and your pushing around an 700 pound bike, IDIOT"
well they are happier now, now if i could just get the blood work to come back good.
later all
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