It's the night before my last scheduled chemo, and I'm a little antsy. Why, I don't know. It's just going to be the standard visit, nothing special. The big thing is going to be going back into the nuclear Star Trek tube and looking to see if all the nasty little lymphocytes are gone Gone GONE! They freaking better be. After all this crap I'm in no mood for any additional anything.
I picked out a couple dvds to watch while I'm hooked up to the dripster. That's my word for it. I know a lot of people claim the overuse of aspartame it a major cause of cancer. But the infusion rooms are always full when I go. And I drank diet coke for 10 years or more. I gave up on all that glop 3 years ago. So it could be a cause. But there's been cancer in my family for a couple generations. All I know for sure is a lot of people have cancer, me included. I got nothing else. Maybe I'll be more talkative tomorrow night. I sure as hell won't be sleeping much.
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