Day 32

The last day for shooting myself up (well, June stabbing me with the needle) with neupogen, the white cell booster.  I have been jabbed with so many needles, I am beginning to look like a druggie.  Yet I am still scared of that needle. Go figure.  At least now the back and bone pain will slowly disappear and after Monday's treatment, it's rest up to Round 3.  I have to say, every nurse and doctor I talk to tells me that I am responding to the treatment and handling the side effects, better than most.  The chemotherapy literature is very clear in stating that whether you get sick from the side effects or not is absolutely no indicator of whether the treatment is working.  That's a relief.  Whoever in blogworld is reading this- thank you.  We know that I am not the healthiest guy out there.  I truly believe that I am holding up physically so well,  because of so many of your prayers and thoughts.  The doctors say attitude affects more than we know when it comes to treatment.  When I walk into that chemo room I never feel alone.  It's like that AT & T commercial where the guy has tons of people behind him representing the network.  That's how I feel.  Like every single one of you is crammed in that room with me, bugging the nurses, asking the doctors, looking at the meds--making sure I am ok.  Does this cancer really have a chance?

On a separate note--how good are the Canucks, seriously.  They are never out of it no matter what the score is.  I like that kind of attitude.  Never out of it, no matter what.

New nicknames to add to the list:

1. Dr. Evil
2. Mini me
3.  The guy from the Nintendo game punchout (what's his name?)
4. Demi Moore in GI Jane
5. Dr Xavier( and his school for the gifted)
6. Dude from The Adam's family
7. Sinead O' Conner
8. Ross's girlfriend in Friends- Bonnie