I'm sitting here tonight after another week of chemo, and read this thread.........
Now I can't get the memories out of my mind.............
56 years ago I woke up in the Hospital in Japan after getting Medevac'd.....and a few days later went to Fitzimmons Hospital in Colorado.
I always tried to just remember the good parts of those many years ago. I had forgotten all those nights after another surgery, and not being able to sleep because
of the pain. Begging the nurse for more pain meds, and being told I "just had to suck it up and get used to it!"
I developed a real tolerance for pain that year, but it didn't prepare me for what is happening to my body now.
I remember when Depicts told me he was diagnosed with end stage Lung Cancer, and that he decided not to get treated.
Now I wonder if he was wrong or right in his decision.
I am fighting Leukemia, and this isn't the first time. I went through Chemo back in 1998 and it kept me in remission for almost 20 years. The treatments have
advanced, and this time I hope to buy more time. I hate it, but my kids won't let me give up, (much as I would like to sometimes.)
But I still tell the doctors the same thing......"A million commie bastards In Vietnam could't kill me, and I am not going to let a few bad cells in my body do it!"
