anniversaries

Ten years ago today, a day which will live in infamy, I had my first of 12 chemotherapy sessions. I was scared, a little. I refused to listen to the chemo nurses when they talked about what side-effects to expect, because I had no intention of expecting side-effects. I knew my particular cocktail wasn't terribly aggressive (I was to be given cytoxan, methotrexate and 5FU, or IV CMF therapy), yet everyone reacts differently, and some people die. Oh, yes. One of the possible side-effects of some of these drugs is "sudden death" which isn't a euphemism for anything.

How does one celebrate such things? Should one even try?

Well, that was a long time ago. I suppose it's fitting and just that I celebrate today by taking the purge for my colonoscopy tomorrow. Because here at druid labs, we're all about the celebration. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to hurry off the the loo.