Those of you that are squeamish may want to skip this blog.
I would like to explain to you the process of chemo vomiting.
At first I feel fine. Then, the following series of events occurs within about a minute. I get warm. It starts at the base of the back of my neck, just below my shoulders. A warm feeling makes its way up and around my head. I begin to sweat. At the same time there is a sour milk heartburn erupting in my chest. At this point I'm pretty sure it's going to happen. I usually feel acutely aware of every little thing that is going on in my body. Then the kicker; I feel a cramping at the bottom of my stomach. That's the big sign. I head into the bathroom for the final steps. The cramp moves up through my stomach, like when you squeeze frosting from a pastry bag, and up it comes. A few hurls and I'm done. The cramps stop, the heat dissipates, the sweating is over.
When I'm done I like to put on some 50's music and dance around with nothing on but socks. I'm not quite sure that part is because of the chemo.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
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Hey Billy,
I was sorry to read of your renewed bout. Definitely, hang in there, and I have my money on you for a k.o. in this re-match.
your pal,
Lance
'It happened when I was so high, and much nicer.'
-Dylan Thomas
Hedylus
c 280bc
Let Us Drink
(He 5)
Let us drink, then
And
perhaps we’ll find
something new
in our wine -
some eloquent, honey-coloured word.
So come!
Fill me up with jugs of Chian wine and say,
"Go ahead, Hedylus, play!”
I hate an empty life -
empty of wine.
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