I was looking for a good title for my message of today, and Ringo's "It Don't Come Easy" struck a chord with me. I love Ringo with all of the hair and beard, and this version of the song is famous for showing the real guy he is as he forgets a lyric or two... Ringo (Richard Starkey) wrote this song with uncredited help from George.
So here I sit enjoying a new toxic soup for the first time, and since 7 1/2 months of transplant remission. I have to tell you- it's not that bad! Nice color, mild oak notes, and a finish like only Fess Parker could do in his Chardonnay. Actually, to pay my dues I am promising to be truthful in every communication I make, the truth is: CHEMO SUCKS! A lot of the downside is the lead up to getting the drug. They drill a small hole in your upper chest, insert a long catheter, it bleeds a lot and hurts until about three days later. Then you shower in a small dungeon like room covering your catheter site very carefully so you don't get an infection. There is a lot of fluid intake to get your kidney's and liver ready for the drugs- lots of trips to the john. You are tethered to an I.V. pole for a long time, then finally the two hours of chemo infusion happens. A few days later you feel nauseated and fatigued. I am hoping this new drug is lite on those side effects. If it works and stops the leukemic cells from multiplying at high rates- or even if it doesn't work...it is all worth it. You want to live, I want to live. I would do anything to continue to be able to see my family and the smiling faces of Sadie and everyone else I encounter. My battle is like so many others that occur every day to beat back what might seem as unfair. I see it as very personal and blameless. That doesn't change the fact that I hate cancer- I want to blow it up good, real good. Time to get off my stump for now, I will show some pictures tomorrow of the pre and post chemo me...it should be worth a laugh. Live Happy and please be kind to someone when given the chance. Greg