The worst part of this so far has been by far, dealing with all the insurance bullshit. It amazes me how these people will confirm a "fact" or tell you're they're going to do something, give you a reference number and then be either completely wrong or never do anything. Over and over and over yet again. And I haven't even started chemo yet. Awesome.
I think I've moved on from denial to the angry monkee stage. I can deal with the 4-6 months of minor to significant discomfort (depending on who you talk to). It's the possible complications down the road from all these toxic chemo drugs that has me pissed. I'm a pretty health guy: get a lot of exercise to stay in shape, cognizant of the perils of high fructose corn syrup and MSG (shut up Sean), no drug use and now....now, I have no choice but to have massive amounts of poison injected into me. That pisses me off. I've got my doctor over here telling me "It won't be that bad. You won't be that tired, probably won't lose your hair"... How do you know? You want some chemo, my friend? No on both counts. It affects everyone differently and the majority of the people DO lose there hair and DO feel completely wiped out.
I can't wait until tomorrow when I get to sit in a chair for 4 hours while they subject my cellular population to WMD. Until then, I guess I'll just have to get a hug from Julie and go play some hockey tonight. Maybe have a beer. /rant
...Oh and get a flu shot because when I asked about that, they told me "Absolutely!" THEN WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU MENTION THAT WITHOUT ME SUGGESTING IT????????????