Ballentyme's Day Ethcravaganza
Yeah- that title might be a bit much for what will be an anemic post. Still, another milestone has been passed: as of 1pm EST, I have new stem cells. Actually, they're old stem cells, but freshened through cryogenics and preservatives that smell like garlic creamed corn. (I'm not kidding.)
The past couple of days have been a bit up and down. The last chemo was a whopper- it knocked me on my ass all day, but it's alright, because yesterday I got to recuperate. The hard part is this chemo brain fog that renders most activities (aside from sleeping) very difficult to do. Piles of books and movies are sitting somewhat untouched (I did hit up that 30 Rock, though, KAW- challa!) and the zillions of freeware games I've downloaded onto my MBP are languishing.
I think tonight I'll put an end to that. Today's stem cell infusion was rather anti-climactic- which is great news in chemo-land. They knocked me out with some benadryl and ativan, and an hour later I was a new-born vampire. Sexy, no? (I just had a vision of me flying out of this hospital window tonight at midnight in a black cape and nothing else. Fierce!)
Even though I'm done with the chems and stuff, apparently the yucky stuff lies a couple of days ahead. The nurses keep telling me that it will take me anywhere from three to six months to get back to normal- whatever that means. Ain't that shitty? I'm ready to get shit poppin, on the real. Is it unreasonable for me to want to audition for Chicago in May?
Of course, this leads me to the big question that must not be ignored: Are these things (cancers, boils, missed opportunities, etc.) bumps in a straight road, or are they signposts leading you elsewhere?
And for my last deep thought, I learned today that my blood type is: Be Positive.
Peace
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I AM A HUGE 30 ROCK FAN (AND OF COURSE R ISN'T)! I loves me some Tracy Morgan. Ain't that the truf. Why the haste to make future plans? Live each day - pur-re-id
So wait, are you emanating a smell of garlic creamed corn, or is it just on the inside of you?
I am so excited for you to glean all of the quotable quotes from 30 Rock, such as "work that vajayjay." I will not tell you who says it, though.
On the deep thoughts tip, I read something once, maybe in Anne Lamott (is that something else I need to send you?), about a Quaker (or a Shaker or Heartbreaker) who said that Way had come to her most often in the form of doors closing, which I thought was interesting. Ain't no straight road, is all I'm saying.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that my blood type is A Plus, which is perfect for a school nerd like me.
Okay y'all:
1. Yes, I'm learning to submit, Billy. Also, I can see you and Tracy Morgan sharing an umbilical cord somehow, somewhere.
2. Mave- the garlic creamed corn is of and around me. Kind of like the Holy Spirit. Actually, at this point, I can't smell or taste it anymore, and being that it was not a long-lasting effect, it might have been one of the more pleasant touches in the whole debacle. Also, the blood type thing is quite ricockulous, no?
While we're on the subject, I am also A+, or A-POS as I like to call it. Like, "A-POS, son! What! Uhn!"
Side comment to Miss Maven, word on the skreet is that mosquitoes find our A+ blood the most delicious. I don't know if it's true, but mosquitoes do be lovin' me.
And on the stem cell front, people need to know if they collected (or injected) them shits in such a way as to be spontagling? You know stems cells come proVACKativ.
Lastly, don't sweat the closing doors. You can always creep in Dracula style later on, player. That image shall be forever burned into my soul.
Todd! I am not surprised to learn this piece of information! When I was a kid I'd be hiking with my family getting bit up from the tit up (and down) and everyone else would be like "tra la la."
Garlic creamed corn? That is ridiculous!
Ain't no straight road, maybe, but there are more possibilities than only that or taking another path completely, I'm thinking...
Dom - nothing's out of the question - especially when you have "Be Positive" running through you. Enjoy the boils!
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