The further in you go, the deeper it gets.

Granted the cocktail of chemicals I'm getting now is different from the lovely mixture I was getting previously, but man oh man, what a difference. I didn't throw up once today. Didn't have liquified poo screaming for release, heck, I even at lunch while wrapping up today's chemo and then ate dinner this evening. My past rounds of chemo have had me shunning food for a couple of days, puking with great regularity and feeling like my perfectly formed backside was home to a ring of burbling lava.

So, either the Sisters Three who seem to take such interest in me are just f'ing around, the thoughts and prayers are working, or I just got a well deserved break. Shoot, this morning before treatment I figured I'd be down and out for at least a couple of days. Of course, tomorrow may well bring disharmony with her sister discord to take up residence in my shell of flesh. Hopefully they don't know my room number.

VERY curious to see if tomorrow goes as well as today. I will be getting a different mix on Friday that has cytoxin in it which today, tomorrow and the day after do not. Perhaps that's the difference. The first 6 treatments all contained cytoxin.

Or maybe it isn't.

Anyway, all is well, better than I thought it would be in fact.