Spiky Bugger
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I’m at the Hematologist’s office/infusion center. A couple of cubicles down, a patient is being given all the rules, regulation, warnings and stuff re the chemo she is going to start. This has been going on since before we arrived 60 minutes ago.
The “cure” has the potential to cause nearly every complication known to science. And, of course, no promises that it will permanently fix the problem.
I just think I don’t “have what it takes“ to deal with that. Maybe if I were younger? Maybe if either of my parents had made it to 80 (I’m 76) without going loopy. Maybe if I were not dealing with a shit-tonne of other conditions.
I admire those who CAN…but I doubt I’m part of that club. I’m gonna be hit by a BIG truck instead. Okay?
The “cure” has the potential to cause nearly every complication known to science. And, of course, no promises that it will permanently fix the problem.
I just think I don’t “have what it takes“ to deal with that. Maybe if I were younger? Maybe if either of my parents had made it to 80 (I’m 76) without going loopy. Maybe if I were not dealing with a shit-tonne of other conditions.
I admire those who CAN…but I doubt I’m part of that club. I’m gonna be hit by a BIG truck instead. Okay?