Here comes Chemo #4

Tomorrow's the big #4 kiddos. That gets us to the halfway point. Fuck Kancer much?
I never made it back to work. It's not the chemo's fault. It's not so bad. Not really getting the nausea anymore, maybe just for a day or two. It's that damn shot that fucks my fibromyalgia up that I'm not a fan of. I put a nice little dent in that bottle of percocet the doc hooked me up with. I have an appointment with her tomorrow (I keep spelling that tomowwor. How wetawded are we today?), so we'll be discussing that. Which suddenly reminded me I need to make an appointment with my ENT doc who did my neck surgery. He said to come back halfway thru my chemo. On the phone with his office right now... And we've got an appointment to see him on the 6th. Yea team!

So I was talkin to The Mother last night (ok, I pretty much talk to her every night) and we were having a discussion about globes. See, mother was talking about how it'd be interesting to collect globes, since so many things are always changing. So I'm thinking, "Hey... I have an idea for a Christmas present for Momma." I'm thinkin she'd love a globe from maybe the 60's. You know, to compare how much they've changed since she was born. Then maybe I can buy other decades to add to her collection. Yeah... Globes don't work that way. You can buy old old replica globes. Or you can buy current globes. You can buy Antique looking globes, you can buy globes you can write on, and globes that light up. Apparently there isn't much of of a market for Globes from just a few decades ago. But there have been a lot of changes made in the past few decades. Found an interesting site Here that lists all the changes that have been made in country names in the last 60 ish years. Call me boring, but I think this shit's pretty interesting. So if any of you stumble upon a site that has historic globes that aren't from 1775, hook me up.

In other news, have I told you about the little ditty MarkyMark made up? MarkyMark likes to sing "Chemo makes her hair fall out" to the tune of a certain country song about tequila and clothes falling off. It does make me laugh though, so I suppose it serves its purpose. We usually talk on the phone every night while we're in bed until we fall asleep, which results in me not remembering much of what we were talking about. Last night I have no idea what we were talking about, but I texted myself to look up the How Many Licks Tootsie Pop commercial.

I've decided I need a Polaroid Camera in my life. The camera itself is pretty damn cheap, it's the film that kills you. They come in packs of 10, which are 10 bucks apiece. Retarded much? Yes. But I still want one.

To keep my life geeky, I also want a video projector. Not the old school ones, I want one of the new ones. I think it'd be cool, with it mounted to the ceiling and all. Watch a movie on the wall (or on the geeky pulldown projection screen), layin on my Super Awesome Foam-Filled Beanbag/Mattress. Oh that's right kids. Fucking awesome. It's the size of a king size mattress. Did I mention it's fucking awesome? I haven't exactly ordered it though. It's not the price, it's that I'm pretty sure I couldn't lift/carry/move it on my own.

This shit has taken hours longer than I expected.
Cher-I miss you chica. Come back to blogland. Isn't fibromyalgia the best!?! Fuckin not.
Jerk-It's all you baby!
Tena-You're cool, just not a cool as me. Don't worry, if you believe, someday you'll be there.
Inner Voices-I can't not love you man. You're awesome. I would love to be able to have a beer or 6 with you. Hell, I'd love to be able to drink, period.
Sushi-If you were to move to Cali, the chicken hat could be yours...

Much love kids. I think I'm gonna go soak in the tub, then it needs to be bedtime soon after cuz I've got to be at my doc's early and it's a long drive.