Oh Strange New World, That Has Such Pills In It!

One of the (many) surreal aspects of this current experience is the amount of drugs I'm now taking. I have Prednizone pills to take five times a day, an anti-nausea pill to take every 4-6 hours, and some other kind of pill for something else once a day. I was talking to my uncle about how weird it was to have to keep track of all these pills, and when I was supposed to take them, and when I had taken them, and he said, "Welcome to the world of senior citizens!"

Ha, thanks. Apparently 33 is the new 65, kids. Woo-hoo!

Seriously, though, this is tough on a girl who regularly loses her keys, hasn't been able to find her desk under all the books and papers on it since about 2006, and never writes down appointments in calendars (what's a calendar?). Now I suddenly have not only the drugs to remember, but doctor's visits, chemo visits, and who knows what else. My poor little unorganized brain!

So maybe this will be good for me, on some odd level.

Aside from cancer news, not a lot going on. I'm taking the week off of work, and hoping and praying I feel well enough to get on the plane to my brother's wedding at the end of the week, in North Carolina. The whole frogg clan is going to be there, so it should be a hoppin' good time. It's a little unsettling not knowing how I'm going to feel from day to day... am I going to feel sick, or sort of sick, or not sick at all? The control freak in me (who, yes, clashes at times with the disorganized freak) gnashes her teeth a lot about this, as it makes it hard to plan my days. But maybe that's good for me, too. Get a little spontaneity into my life, or something.

Actually, I think I've had enough spontaneity over the past couple weeks to last me a while, thanks. So never mind.