8/17/07
I hate vomit. I truly do. It stinks, it is messy it makes me want to throw up. There is nothing I can say in praise of it. I remember as a kid in elementary school that a kid named Robert threw up unexpectedly. He was walking towards the pencil sharpener and BOOM there it was. That caused the little girl upon whose desk it landed to throw up and her desk mate also. Soon several had thrown up and the janitor was in for a very bad day.
With chemo there is nausea. With the pain of cancer growing on your spine and eating away the bone, there is pain. With heavy pain killers there is nausea. So with both the chemo and the pain killers there is nausea. Fortunately there is anti-nausea medication. However, if you don't get out in front of it then there is nothing you can do. It just doesn't work and to believe otherwise is delusional. You must take the goddamned meds like they tell you or it does no good!
Tonight dinner came and went figuratively and literally. The janitor had a very bad evening.
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