Sunday, February 22, 2009
The puns just get worse don't they? This is just a little post (and that's TIM MALONEY demonstrating "little") to remind you to vote on your favorite wig over to the right (scroll down, you'll find it). It's an interesting poll, and I have to admit I've been surprised on several counts. Tomorrow (Monday, February 23) is our busy pre-chemo day so we'll be stopping by the Cancer Care Center and picking out my free wig at 2pm. Then it's chemo boot-camp, then blood tests, then therapy, then liquid therapy, then I'm sure we'll be stopping by the pharmacy to load up on not-so-free but totally legal drugs. Now, if that doesn't say "Romantic winter day" I don't know what does.
Seamus will be with Shawna D. and Destiny again tomorrow, which works out well since he's still a little miffed that I haven't written about his whole cancer experience which, he assures you, is way more interesting than mine (but I assure you I had way less of a sense of humor about his!). I'm thinking I'm going to have lots of time on my hands after chemo Thursday. Now, whether or not I can sit at the computer for any portion of that remains to be seen. If the blog at the end of the week seems a little disjointed, or angry, or contains a lot of vulgarity or swearing...you'll just know that Seamus took over. He can be like that.
Posted by Teresa at 11:32 PM