All Done!
Friday was my last hard-core session of interferon. As of Friday night, I was done! Well, done with that part. Now I just have the damn self injections. I went back to the oncologist (onc-onc!) so they could 'teach' me. Like I've never injected anything into me before...But really, I haven't injected anything subcutaneous, which is a whole dumber ballgame. Anyway I guess the best spots for injection are in my belly. What the fuck. Seriously? OK, well, whatever. Oh wait, I need to inject myself twice a day now? Well fuck. So, twice a day, three times a week, in my fucking tummy-tum. Well, at a 45 degree angle, it's not like it's going right into my stomach or anything. It didn't hurt, just was weird. Stupid fucking needles. Stupid fucking cancer. Stupid fucking Valentine's day.
Uhg. Well, I drank beer for the first time in four weeks. It was tasty. I didn't even get drunk, just kinda buzzed and then sleepy. Somehow I managed to get red on Sunday. I guess I need to avoid the sun at all costs. Fucking sun. Grrrr.
Yep, that's about all. Oh, I finally got a damn TV. Hooray for me.
Damn I'm tired. I thought this crap was supposed to be less tired making for me. Oh well. Fucking stupid interferon. It's interferon with my fun.
Uhg. Well, I drank beer for the first time in four weeks. It was tasty. I didn't even get drunk, just kinda buzzed and then sleepy. Somehow I managed to get red on Sunday. I guess I need to avoid the sun at all costs. Fucking sun. Grrrr.
Yep, that's about all. Oh, I finally got a damn TV. Hooray for me.
Damn I'm tired. I thought this crap was supposed to be less tired making for me. Oh well. Fucking stupid interferon. It's interferon with my fun.