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So I'm just hanging tight till I have enough platelets to get a new hickman installed.. I'm good with that. In the mean time, I'm going to just pretend I don't have cancer. I mean no hickman = no cancer in my book. Course my cognitive situation is quite questionable these days so.. just play along.
I mention to my doctor that I've noticed quite a difference in my mental abilities lately. Turns out he doesnt believe in "chemo brain" and chalks it up to the fact that I've been under a bit of stress lately (ya think?). I say, whatever causes it, when you leave the house and don't realize you forgot to change out of your night clothes until your half way to the highway... you got some issues you can complain about. I mean really, thats all I'm doing is complaining, its not like anyone can do anything about it. Like my doc always says "whats a few IQ points Chris, if your still alive".. ok, i get it.
Reality is that its all ok. If i forget something, I usually don't remember so.. its all good.