Ready for the next step?

This Friday starts my second chemo scheme... And, to start with a clean slate, I want to be caustic about the first scheme, through my own private ten commandments about how to handle chemotherapy:

1. Never say that you are feeling great--setting the bar too high gives you ample margin to free-fall.
2. Never proclaim that "it has not really been that bad". You will eat your words the next day.
3. Never choose not to have another serving of that dish, or a piece of cake, or a scoop of ice cream or a slice of pizza, if you feel like it... Weeks might go by before you fancy any food again.
4. Never refuse a walk with the doggies while the sun is up--half an hour later it is cold, windy and your recurrent flu has you lying in bed.
5. Never complain if you are bleeding through your nose--there are many more places you might bleed from, which are worse.
6. Never say "no" to a visit when under house arrest. You will long for it two hours later.
7. Stop saying that wigs are fun--they are not fun when you have lost your hair.
8. Don't worry about a little hole in your scar, which is failing to heal as quickly as the rest. Once the doctor sees it, it will become a BIG GAPING HOLE.
9. Do not get worried about your body temperature dropping almost to the point of hypothermia... You will wake up plagued by relentless hot flashes.
9. Never, ever think that life is unfair. Life is not FUCKING unfair. You are having the longest, fully-paid-for vacation ever (even if you don't feel rested), with constant visits to luxury hotels (ooops, I mean hospitals), and every single one of your needs has been take care of. Life is not unfair, it just is.

And my life is good, thanks to all of you.

ps: the pic is from last Friday, during my last Taxol poisoning.