happiness haiku
thai takeout
enya
late afternoon sunlight streams through open window
i think i’ll take a nap
posted: 6:56 pm
Comments OffJuly 20, 2006
numero 4
Chemo number 4 has come and gone and I feel pretty good. I’m one third done!
Here’s a plug for local eco-hero Guy Dauncey’s initiative to create a movement for cancer prevention. It’s called Prevent Cancer Now.
Their purpose:
Our purpose is to build and sustain a Canada-wide movement that will generate the resolve and the actions required to eliminate the preventable causes of cancer.
Here’s a recent article by Guy called “Winning the cancer game”, which correlates the rise of cancer with industrial farming practices.
posted: 6:38 pm
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July 19, 2006
the cause of cancer
July 14, 2006
kung fu hustle
Howdy! I haven’t blogged in a while. Had chemo 3 of 12 last week. It’s become no big deal… like going out for dinner. I sit in the chair and joke with the nurse, while she sets up my IV. Then I watch comedy on my laptop while she gives me the pineapple-killing drugs. So far I’ve gone through all the comedy specials of Chris Rock and Dave Chappelle, a bit of Steve Martin, and I’ve got Kids In The Hall downloading now. I suspect some Peter Sellers may be on the way as well. Every chemo aftermath has been better than the last. The first day is usually fine, and then i get 3-7 days of hangover. The most annoying part lately has been weirdness with my senses of smell and taste. Certain smells I find almost unbearable, and I get a yucky taste in my mouth a lot of the time. Besides that fatigue is the only major side-effect - but it’s somehow more bearable - it just feels like “tired”. Easily treated with “sleep”. I also get mad cravings for different foods, and I enjoy food and anticipate eating more in general…
After the hangover, I feel really good - I feel even better than before I got sick.
Still injecting the ridiculously expensive white-blood-cell-building drugs. I imagine every time I go fill my prescription, I’m buying a tank of jet fuel for the CEO of Amgen, or helping fund Amgen’s annual “What the heck do we do with all this crazy money?” shareholders’ meeting/rave on their private pleasure station in orbit around Mars.
Ha ha… anyway - things are going good. My hair started to fall out en masse, so I’ve taken to shaving it down to nothing. I like the look and the low maintenance. Never thought I would dig a shiny dome - thank you malignant cells for showing me this.
Ta ta!
posted: 9:59 am
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