Since my last post, I have had a five-day stay in the ICU getting the first round of high-dose chemotherapy. The hospital is a nice place, but it is nowhere you want to be for sure. I started chemo on Friday, and figured it was going to be horrible, just like everyone had told me. I sat there waiting anxiously for almost two days for it to start. They all told me it was inevitable, and even worse, when I left on Tuesday I was destined to come back to get transfusions and get sick.
I was...
