Friday, September 07, 2007
Well, I had the appointment with my oncologist/hematologist yesterday, and it seemed rather anticlimactic. Probably couldn’t have been any other way I guess, given that this was really the focus of everything my being in Philadelphia is about. So for me, it felt like it should be an Event, and I was showered, shaved and had on my Sunday-go-to-Meetin clothes and all. But it was just a normal day.
Afterwards, I felt kind-of at a loss, like not much had happened and there was really no new information to digest and consider. Here I've turned my life upside down to get established in Philadelphia, and the whole disease and its treatment all seems somehow abstract. Apart from my considerably reduced physical stamina, I have no real symptoms or effects to deal with. Even my arthritic knee that gave me so much trouble in the northwest has come back to almost normal. So what do I do with myself now, after I finally get the new apartment appointed and myself settled in?
So I stopped to buy a bottle of Wild Turkey on the way home, medicated myself with it, and watched some incredibly boring sex webcams for the evening until I couldn’t stand them any longer. Even on a bad day, how long can you take “Oh baby I am so hot for you I’ll do anything you want so go to this other website and pay some money so you can see me actually take off the rest of my clothes?” Yawn.
Afterwards, I felt kind-of at a loss, like not much had happened and there was really no new information to digest and consider. Here I've turned my life upside down to get established in Philadelphia, and the whole disease and its treatment all seems somehow abstract. Apart from my considerably reduced physical stamina, I have no real symptoms or effects to deal with. Even my arthritic knee that gave me so much trouble in the northwest has come back to almost normal. So what do I do with myself now, after I finally get the new apartment appointed and myself settled in?
So I stopped to buy a bottle of Wild Turkey on the way home, medicated myself with it, and watched some incredibly boring sex webcams for the evening until I couldn’t stand them any longer. Even on a bad day, how long can you take “Oh baby I am so hot for you I’ll do anything you want so go to this other website and pay some money so you can see me actually take off the rest of my clothes?” Yawn.
