I'm counting down the days to my next infusion a week from tomorrow. I want it, infusion #5; followed by another struggle to overcome the peculiar sensations and weaknesses that it entails.
At least I haven't puked yet.
Did that just after I lost my right tonsil to biopsy surgery last December by taking a helpful amount of roxicet after breakfast one day. Pain, pain, go away and then I got sick.
So, roxicet is worse than chemo?
But I was counting down to #5 so I can get on to #6. And get the port taken out.
And get on with recovery. My life.
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