ChEMo = Me2

Stepping into the third-round of my chemo-crossfire, I go into infusion bearing croissants and apple turnovers for the nurses. I have to be “accessed” through my port with steroids, anti-nausea medications (which works on Adam Sandler/Rob Schneider/PaulyShore movies but doesn’t prevent nausea from Godfather Three and Trump rallies.). 621 more words