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Success! Just got home from movie Monday, and it was as awesome as anticipated. We went to see Extract, which I was not expecting to love as much as I did and ended up adoring. Zen and I laughed a lot. And it was chock full of loserboys just for me, being adorably loserific in ways guaranteed to set me to flailing, facepaliming, and wishing to pass out hugs and cookies. Highly recommended if you have need of laughing your ass off.
Then there was a trip to Best Buy to replace my wireless router that died on me last week. And then a stop at the Hostess outlet (I did not know such a wonder existed but it DOES), to stock up on nummy baked goods. I have Hostess cherry pies, oh yes I doooooooo. No chocolate pies though, I love them and I almost never see them anymore which makes me sad.
You know what doesn't make me sad? (And I'll stop bringing it up as soon as I get used to the novelty of it) NOT BEING AT CHEMO. It is 2 pm. Right now is when I would usually be emerging hazily from a benadryl coma, as the last of the chemo finished up, waiting for a nurse to come in and disconnect the port, feeling like utter incoherent crap and bracing for the ick to get ickier. Instead I am gaining energy instead of losing it. Feeling better by the hour and better yet to come. I LIKE IT. I LIKE IT A LOT.
Then there was a trip to Best Buy to replace my wireless router that died on me last week. And then a stop at the Hostess outlet (I did not know such a wonder existed but it DOES), to stock up on nummy baked goods. I have Hostess cherry pies, oh yes I doooooooo. No chocolate pies though, I love them and I almost never see them anymore which makes me sad.
You know what doesn't make me sad? (And I'll stop bringing it up as soon as I get used to the novelty of it) NOT BEING AT CHEMO. It is 2 pm. Right now is when I would usually be emerging hazily from a benadryl coma, as the last of the chemo finished up, waiting for a nurse to come in and disconnect the port, feeling like utter incoherent crap and bracing for the ick to get ickier. Instead I am gaining energy instead of losing it. Feeling better by the hour and better yet to come. I LIKE IT. I LIKE IT A LOT.