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Thanks Judy, for the absolutely killer pants and suspenders. Are these things cool, or what? The suspenders button onto the jeans... no zippers to be found anywhere. Brand name - "Wild Ass." I kid you not.
In other news: I'm going home next weekend! Wa-hoo!
Went to the hospital this morning, checked in, weighed myself (I've gained some forty pounds since I found out I had leukemia. Some of it's coming off, but I didn't like weighing less than 145) and Dad and I sat around for three and a half hours. I finally went to go ask Karen (nurse practitioner, and a very cool chick) if we could go get lunch, and she went ahead and checked me out. Guess it works to be proactive. Anyway, everything's looking great, my blood counts are good - she keeps saying my platelet count is better than hers. Hehe. I started asking her when I could go home, and before I got halfway through the sentence, she put her hands on my shoulders and said "How does next weekend sound?"
Ya!
I got all giddy and giggly.
I'm going home!
I get an extended weekend back in Mobile. Mom's coming up early next week, and I'll travel back with her. Maybe she'll she let me drive her new Acura. Vroom vroom!
On another note, they gave me another dose of methatrexate (bright yellow chemotherapy - ick)... and Trey had an empty stomach. NOT a good combination. I had to sit VERY VERY VERY still while the nausea overcame me so I wouldn't lose what little was in my stomach. Feeling beads of sweat break out on a totally bald head is an interesting sensation. Not throwing up was a matter of getting myself into a very specific state of mind and staying there. It was an interesting experiment in self control. It worked. The nausea passed. Then Dad and I went and hit the Cajun buffet at Doodles. It's been alternating between pouring rain and sprinkiling here, so Dad and I had to run through the rain. It was actually kinda fun. We made it to Doodles and settled down to some serious grubbin'. I swear eating makes me drunk these days! I got all giddy and healthy feeling. Not a bad sensation, not at all!
In still other news today, Tanya unearths the single largest rice crispy treat known to man. That's ONE rice crispy treat. ONE. Sheesh!
I bet Siddhary would love it.
I'm going home!
"He cuts down trees, he wears high heels,
Suspenders and a bra?!?!?"