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Hey, check it out, I've got friends! Mike and Scott came by, buds from highschool and beyond. Mike's the lamer that actually got me to log on the Net for the first time, way back when Mosaic was a novelty. Thanks, man. :)
I'm doing ok, feelin' pretty good today. Gettin into the second session of chemo, and this stuff's not as bad as the first.
Been talking to a lot of folks online, and that seriously saves my sanity. This room is SMALL, ya'll! But I don't really notice. All the nurses and doctors freak out because my computer is constantly talking.
Not much really to say. The misery continues. I'm starting to crave seafood, burgers, sushi, everything yummy I don't have. But hell, it'll just be good when I get it. I'm ready to get this crap done with, but I'm trying not to rush things. The docs said if I rush things, I'll just rush myself right back into the hospital. Don't want that, not at all.
Tanya took the night off to get reaquainted with her cat (and to get away from me, duh) and my dad stayed with me last night. Was pretty mellow. I think Mike's gonna crash here tonight. Mike's wife took Tanya out for dinner and a movie. I'm glad, she doesn't need to be cooped up in here this whole time. I don't really know how to express how thankful I am that she's taking care of me, so I don't guess I'll even try. But I hope she knows.
The man, the myth, the breakfast cereal - Mike D.