My chemo schedule’s changed. They want to do every-other week, for three days. This is good and bad, I think. Good, because it’s less treatment all at once (five days in a row was WAY too much, thanks), and every-other week is easy to remember. Maybe this’ll be better. The few days after treatment, thursday and today, have just left me exhausted and ill. I’m so freaking lucky though. I don’t have to stay in the hospital, and my prognosis is like, 95% recovery (that 5% is reserved in case I do something retarded). Go me!
I’ve received messages that people are praying for me, and I’m not sure how to receive that. I mean, it means a lot to me, but it also makes me feel a bit weird, like they’re wasting their time on me. Is that how it’s supposed to be? It’s not like this is a private thing for me – freaking everybody knows. But, I don’t want to be a bother. I just want to go through this as nonchalantly as possible, bothering as few people as I can. Maybe people will forget that I have it (despite the awesome no-hair haircut), and they’ll treat me like normal. *sigh* How are you supposed to feel when you have cancer?