So...freakin'...BORED!
Right now I'm sitting in front of my computer basically stareing at my screen cause it's late and no ones on. I've listened to every song on my shuffle 3 or 4 times through and now the only thing I can think of doing is updating my journal so here goes...
So, I go into High Dose on Thursday and the doctor comes in and is like 'I'll make a decision either tomorrow or Saturday if your going to get the cells or not' and I was thinking in my head like I thought you already made that decision you fucknut. Well, I find out the next day he decided not to which was awesome since I definitely wasn't looking forward to it, plus I have much more of a chance at actually getting out in a month then I would if I had gotten it. Although I know I most likely won't get out after the 100 days is over, I'm trying to have hope that I will because I don't know how much longer I can deal with isolation for.
Another good thing that happened on Friday: The end of my physical therapy! HELL FUCKIN' YEAH! Now that most of my foot has come back, I don't have to deal with them anymore. Best news ever! I can't wait until my foot comes back perfectly and my leg gets as strong as my right one, I'll be back to normal. On kind of a serious note I'm so glad I haven't really gotten sick with any infections like the rest of the bone marrow transplant patients have. Like, one of the people I was in with passed away but he also didn't come in very healthy so it wasn't that unexpected but still, it's sad. Then, like the only one I talk to because me and my dad have become friends with them had to go to the hospital because he got an infection in his Central Line. I feel bad for him because he's been having problem with bone pain and a lot of other stuff. Even though it's like his third transplant, I'm still lucky as hell that I've handled the chemo, transplant, stroke, and medication so well. Thank god I'm young while going through this. Oh, and the doctor doesn't like the fact that I'm slowly losing weight, but I'm not worried...actually a little happy. I didn't like going into HD everytime and gaining like a pound or so each time. Right now I'm around 154 which is a little less then I went in ass. Plus, it's not like I'm not eating. I eat when I'm hungry and that's all that matters.
Mike and Matt visited last night and stayed until like 1:30am which was awesome. I decided during the time they were here that I want Mike to get his nipples pierced, lol. I tried to talk him into it but he thinks it'll look stupid. As god is my witness, I'll get that kid to get his nipples pierced. And I know I will since I can be pretty convincing when I need to be. He has no idea what he's in store for...*evil wink*
Ok, I'm kinda tired now so I think I'll watch a little t.v. then head to bed after taking my disgusting medication...
LOVE AND PEACE!
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80% General American English
10% Upper Midwestern
5% Midwestern
5% Yankee
0% Dixie
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Not surprising at all...
So, I go into High Dose on Thursday and the doctor comes in and is like 'I'll make a decision either tomorrow or Saturday if your going to get the cells or not' and I was thinking in my head like I thought you already made that decision you fucknut. Well, I find out the next day he decided not to which was awesome since I definitely wasn't looking forward to it, plus I have much more of a chance at actually getting out in a month then I would if I had gotten it. Although I know I most likely won't get out after the 100 days is over, I'm trying to have hope that I will because I don't know how much longer I can deal with isolation for.
Another good thing that happened on Friday: The end of my physical therapy! HELL FUCKIN' YEAH! Now that most of my foot has come back, I don't have to deal with them anymore. Best news ever! I can't wait until my foot comes back perfectly and my leg gets as strong as my right one, I'll be back to normal. On kind of a serious note I'm so glad I haven't really gotten sick with any infections like the rest of the bone marrow transplant patients have. Like, one of the people I was in with passed away but he also didn't come in very healthy so it wasn't that unexpected but still, it's sad. Then, like the only one I talk to because me and my dad have become friends with them had to go to the hospital because he got an infection in his Central Line. I feel bad for him because he's been having problem with bone pain and a lot of other stuff. Even though it's like his third transplant, I'm still lucky as hell that I've handled the chemo, transplant, stroke, and medication so well. Thank god I'm young while going through this. Oh, and the doctor doesn't like the fact that I'm slowly losing weight, but I'm not worried...actually a little happy. I didn't like going into HD everytime and gaining like a pound or so each time. Right now I'm around 154 which is a little less then I went in ass. Plus, it's not like I'm not eating. I eat when I'm hungry and that's all that matters.
Mike and Matt visited last night and stayed until like 1:30am which was awesome. I decided during the time they were here that I want Mike to get his nipples pierced, lol. I tried to talk him into it but he thinks it'll look stupid. As god is my witness, I'll get that kid to get his nipples pierced. And I know I will since I can be pretty convincing when I need to be. He has no idea what he's in store for...*evil wink*
Ok, I'm kinda tired now so I think I'll watch a little t.v. then head to bed after taking my disgusting medication...
LOVE AND PEACE!
Your Erotic Dice Are:
Amazing Erotic Dice Generator
More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva
Man...these dice fit me alittle to perfectly
Your Linguistic Profile:
80% General American English
10% Upper Midwestern
5% Midwestern
5% Yankee
0% Dixie
What Kind of American English Do You Speak?
Not surprising at all...