So, What's My Excuse Now?
But now, I can see in my family's eyes, this is rapidly losing it's power. 'But I might still have cancer,' I say. 'I haven't had the CAT Scan.'
'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' they say.
I'm thinking that this 'control the world through pity' strategy may have had it's downside. May have been a little short term in my thinking. And now that I'm having a little chemo vacation, I've had no need for ativan or vicodin or compazine. And I've felt chipper. A little breathless from this virus thingy, but really chipper. Today I'm not taking any analgesics so I can show my doctor that I'm 48 hours without a fever and try to have chemo on Monday. I'll also have more pulmonary tests if I do, and if I am still showing some signs of lung issues, after Monday I won't have bleomycin (the 'B' in the ABVD chemo cocktail that's the treatment for Hodgkins.) Doctor says that since the last four chemos are just kind of clean-up, I can do fine without the bleo if I am having some toxic side effects.
But that probably means that I'll be even more chipper.
Must think of new selfish plan. I still haven't gotten anything from the Make A Wish Foundation.