kicking it old skool

So the chat with the oncologist went rather well. He’s a really energetic guy and made the whole surreal experience seem more relaxed. I guess that’s part of the job. Long story short, I would only need one type of drug for my treatment, which also happens to be the least damaging of them all.

Also, as I mentioned before, I would only need 2 sessions of Chemo. They take about an hour and a half each and I will start next Monday, and then again 3 weeks after that. Short term side effects include some nausea and minimal hair loss over the course of 3 weeks. Low fertility (maybe even infertility) for the next 2 - 3 years is the only real long term effect. Don’t mind that one so much. I am however a man of options and “don’t want kids” and “CAN’T have kids” are worlds apart.

What’s most interesting is that for the next 10 years I’d have to go for checkups! Insane. I need to go 4 times a year for the first 2 years, then twice a year for the next 3 years, then once a year for the next 5. CAT scans (whoopee) once a year for the first 5. So it’s pretty much ground zero of a long relationship. The doc’s supporting staff consists of a nurse, counselor and dietitian as well, so it really is a one-stop-comprehensive solution, which is leaps and bounds from testimonials I’ve read on the web, where they pretty much give you the shit and kick you out. Charming.

In a twisted way, I just wanna hit this shit and be done with it. I wanna get on with the “living” part of life, and this constant pricking of needless and scans etc is beginning to wear a bit thin.

But it has to be said that my support base has been totally fucking awesome!! So to all o’ ya’ll reading this, you know who you are: Thank You :)

[G], out

"trip like I do”