So I've noticed some strange things.
First, I woke up this morning itching all over....scalp, legs, arms, shoulders, belly.....it was like I had a case of body lice or something equally embarrassing. I pulled my hair back into a bun and sprayed it down in case it was the first sign of alopecia (hair loss), then went to church. After church I googled "Itching + Chemo" and found out that it's not one of the many drawbacks to chemotherapy, but a very typical side effect of Hodgkins Disease. Weird.
Secondly, I have to vent about something. I am SO SICK of people saying "If I had to have cancer I'd choose Hodgkins." Really? Because so far, not so good. I joined PlanetCancer.com, founded by a young 30-something-er who found that the company of septuagenarians was just not cutting it on the chemo floor. One member started a discussion board called "Hodgkins: The Golden Kids." The whole idea is that we're supposed to be lucky to have such a good survival rate; we're supposed to thank people for reminding us that we are "fortunate." Call me cynical, but 20% death rate does not a happy girl make. I went to my "book club" on Thursday night (In quotation marks because we drink more alcohol and talk more sex than discuss literary accomplishment) and one woman, an internal medicine nurse, said to me, "You are so lucky! If I had cancer I'd want yours." SOLD! It's yours: You are the proud owner of several shiny new mediastinal and supraclavicular tumors, 6 months of chemotherapy, and a year of baldness. ENJOY!
|Hodgkins: The Golden Kids!|
Adam is on the phone with me right now. I love you, Adam! Being a broke-ass could be worse, but you are still loved by me. I don't need no diamonds or pearls or Cristal...just some cheap wine and girly movies.
That's it for now: signing out.
Love you all....