as a result of my inability to produce enough t stem cells my bone marrow transplant has been delayed. while this initially caused me some distress i have decided to embrace the extra time without chemotherapy.
i have started to gather what i will need during my extended stay at the foothills.
here is my sign.
our beliefs out playing with our emotions.
all dying. really knowing that, in my bones, as it were, has changed how i live. is that irony?
on the potential bone marrow transplant list.
not curable, is a euphemism for terminal, or fatal.
all of me that is of scottish descent, i had my hair done today. i said, “actually, it may all fall out because of this colour,” and they thought i was joking.
out that living alone under a rock is not very entertaining, so after nearly three months i have decided to come out and play in the sun again.