IV Dreams

It's not easy to fall asleep in a hospital bed, especially when they are poking and prodding every few hours or so. for the record, my tempature is 36.6 C, my oxygen level is 96%, my blood pressure is about 120/70 and my pulse is somewhere around 75. despite these encouraging vitals, i was unable to fall asleep on saturday night. i tried the tv...no luck...some cards...nope...a little reading...as if. with no where else to turn i started counting sheep. after just a couple of minutes i was no longer counting sheep. was i sleeping? no...i was imagining the guys from jackarse (spelling edited for filters) dressed up in cow outfits jumping over fences with hillarious results!! while this did little to make me rest, it did put a smile on my face.

speaking of smiling...ONE treatment to go (as always, assuming all goes to plan). in two weeks i should enter the hospital for the last time!!!

as for now, the treatment takes a lot out of me, but i am able to do basic chores and care for myself...as a result i am in the city in my apartment.

while there is still some medicine to be completed before we bid this ordeal farewell, a long overdue shoutout goes to rachel, who has been incredible for me through this enitre process and has helped me keep my spirits and sanity...even sleeping by my side while in the hospital. thanks!

to the rest of you, who visit, call, write, email, take me out to lunch,etc. your support has been nothing less than necessary.