I had to go in early this morning for bloodwork before chemo. There’s always something. This time my creatinine levels are too high (though this just in — they are fine now. Phew).
Before we left I told my husband I thought that today we should just pretend I don’t have cancer, skip the appointment, and fuck off to the movies. He said, “Ok.” “Really?” “You have cancer. You can do what you want” (“I have cancer. I can do what I want.” Our new slogan. We saw it on some guy’s t-shirt at the hospital. His kids had it made for him.) Of course we went anyway, but it felt good to think I could just blow it off.
Also lovely? That I had some coffee this morning. Due to the gastritis, I haven’t had coffee since June at least (too acidic). But I’m in that “oh fuck it” kind of mood, so I had a few sips. OMG. One thing I cannot pretend, even after all these months, is that I don’t love and miss coffee. More holiday indulgences to come!
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