So, there it is. The glass bottle hanging there. It's full of cycloPHOSPHAMIDE. It's job is to utterly and completely destroy my bone marrow. There is no turning back, and the only fix is life in a bag on Wednesday night. So far, it's not too bad. I was nauseous yesterday afternoon. I barfed this morning after waking up, but I didn't have anything in my stomach but some green Kool-Aid, so take that nausea, booya ! My energy level is falling - mostly from the crappy food. I can't wait to get out of quarantine (tonight) so I can get to the fridge where my extra food is. As is, I have gone through way too much of my 'goodies' in my room and Sonja is going to need to resupply me ;) Not much to do, and I can't seem to focus on anything productive computer wise, so I spent most of yesterday afternoon and evening playing a game. It kept my mind off the nausea, and I hadn't played in months, so it was good that it all worked from the ...
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We'll keep praying.
Nathan and Kim