Monthly Archives: May 2012

The first cut is not always the deepest but sometimes it is the one that refuses to heal

I have a small cut on my toe. It became infected. Welcome to the nadir of my immune system for chemo cycle one. What did you cut it on, my doctor asked. I don’t know, I answered. You must know. … Continue reading

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Nyctinasty

I have an affinity for flowers that close and open depending on the time of day. I was ready to come here and write about how I don’t know why they do it, but that seemed lazy and lacked curiosity, … Continue reading

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Long weekend

I’ve been wandering around (or lying down, or sitting down, or leaning against a wall) wondering why I feel this malaise that I don’t remember from the start of chemo last year. I’m noticing the movement of my body feels … Continue reading

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The third first impression

Greetings from the bathroom floor. It seems this third cycle of chemo is presenting itself with that most stereotypical of side effect — nausea. I’ve just been hanging out here, dry-heaving for the last 45 minutes. Thought I’d dodged it. … Continue reading

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