Sunday
Mar142010
In Bed With My Man
Sunday, March 14, 2010 at 9:48PM Listening to his shallow breathing interspersed with coughing fits. We meet with the team at Stanford this afternoon to find out if this second attempt at the transplant is a go.
He's in pretty bad shape. If they say it's a no-go, there's a very real possibility I'll need a bed in their psych ward. And we'll be camping out on somebody's oncology floor until he gets some mother fucking chemo.
Pom poms locked and loaded.
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Reader Comments (29)
:)
Thank you.
♥Spot
I showered!
*pfffft*
Sending all my thoughts your way. XOXO to you and Bob.
And a big hearty FUCK YOU to cancer.
The blogosphere: Keeping a pimp hand strong to bitch slap the face of cancer from one day to the next.
xoxo
P.S. What a douche canoe?!