Shave for the Brave!

Oh yes. I've  finally managed to shave off my hair! It was looking so horrible and dry so I decided it was time to let bygones be bygones and get rid of what was left.

Baby, I'll Be Fine!

A few quiet weeks on the blogging front. Everything is running smoothly. I remember the nurse's words right at the beginning of this madness. She said: I know it seems like a long process, and it is, it is, but once you hop on this train, you'll find out that in no time you'll have reached your final destination. She was right, and surprisingly metaphorical for a healthcare worker.

If everything goes well - and here I have to curb my enthusiasm a tad since it's not hundred percent sure – I'll have only three more chemos to get through. THREE! Can you believe it?! I can't. 2nd December would officially be the V-day. That's in one month's time!

Hugs and kisses! Thank you for all your support. You're wonderful.

Lau.

Happiness Is:

when your doctor FINALLY prescribes you some anti-nausea tablets that ACTUALLY work.Good morning Granisetron and Temesta!

To be perfectly honest, Temesta isn't actually for nauseas. It's an anxiety drug like Prozac (and you wouldn't believe how much its street price is. Not that I'm selling.). It tranquilizes the brain. It cuts the vicious cycle of various mental images and associations to the unconfortable chemoroom that leads some people to feeling physically sick. According to the nurse, it's a drug that is prescribed mainly to young women. It would be curious to know why. All your theories and suggestions will be kindly received.