In the process of checking into Emory hospital after a long wait–as per usual–for them to clear out a bed, find me a room, generally get all the paperwork squared away.
Tonight’s med schedule is a two-hour infusion of carmustine. Of note, carmustine needs to be administered via an 8% alcohol solution. Yep, I’m getting booze. By IV.
Some of the side effects include a flushed, red face and sense of warmth. Ya think?? I haven’t had alcohol in over a year, and even when I was having the occasional cocktail or glass of wine, I had no alcohol tolerance.
Gonna be a party in my hospital room tonight.
I also have zero alcohol tolerance, haha. Good luck! Thinking of you, directing strength at your books on my shelves. 😉
Thanks, sweetie.
Eugie, it’s a party WHEREVER you are. . . 😉
Aw, shucks. *smooches*
Still praying, Eugie.
Thank you. Very much appreciated.
Pary on 🙂
Party on, I meant .
😀
A free drink is the least that you are owed for all of this BS. Putting on a party hat tonight in your honor.
I’ve got my party hat on, totes!
Thinking about it: you used chemical weapons, then you used a nuclear weapon, and now you’re finishing with a biological weapon. Will pray that this completely annihilates any remaining holdout cells after the barrage. Well done!
Kill it with fire! Rah!
Best wishes beaming your way from Omaha! Party on! *clink*
*clink!*
Drinking cancer under the table: hope that works ;-).