Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning: Monday, December 07, 2009
Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning: Monday, December 07, 2009
Nothing to do, to save his life, call his wife in.
Nothing to say, but what a day, how’s your boy been,
Remember that song? What a great tune, for some unknown reason that’s what I woke up singing in my head this morning!
Well, off we go for the last week (for the time being) of treatment. This should be my last drive to Boston for at six weeks. I need the break. You know, after three and a half months of daily treatment, I am in need of a serious break. I know a lot of good has been done and I’m definitely aware that some time has been bought, but I tell you something … it’s not an easy path to follow.
This week I’ll be receiving all IMRT treatments. Honestly, these are the worst of the worst. These are the treatments that make you feel sea-sick a few hours after getting them and tends to last for days … but you know, I just don’t care about it anymore. I want to finish this up and begin to put my life back together, even if for a limited amount of time.
Now what I mean? … I’m sick of being sick J . Besides, I have a lot things I want to do, and the holidays are right around the corner, and there’s always lot’s to do there. I haven’t even thought doing any holiday shopping, or anything like that.
Anyways, with a little bit of luck I should be back in Vermont sometime late Wednesday, and I plan on sleeping most of Thursday and Friday because the treatments will still be running heavily through me … but after that, I hope to hit the ground running.
