Thursday morning I will return to Doc Q's office and spend 6 hours with Nurse Mary kicking off Chemo Cycle 3 by taking two heavy duty drugs by IV through my chest port catheter ; this time full dosage. At the end of the day, Mary will once again hook up the darned carry-around chemo pump with drug No. 3 - this one now also at full dosage.
I have sent an email to Forrest Gump asking him to open the box of cholocate so I can see what side ettects, etc. will fill my next 7-14 days.
Thankfully, a very close friend of my in CT has so kindly mailed me her Lucky Rock. This isn't just any rock. No way! This rock has been her lucky rock that has saved her from much heartache to say nothing of possible death. She tells me there is plenty of luck left inside it even though she used up most of the stuff on the outer surface. That rock sits right next to my head on my bed stand. The loan of this Lucky Rock is for the remainder of my treatment. I'll take that for sure. The Lucky Rock will return to CT after my treatments are over; hopefully still loaded with plenty of lucky to take care of this good friend for years to come.
