"Oh, if you were just big enough for a lounge chair, a bar, a TV set and a computer..."
I had such a bad one earlier that one of my band-aids from the port placement flew off my neck! I mean melted like a Dali painting and THEN flew in desperation!
I look at that box of HRT patches with tearful longing, "I miss you guys, you kept my body temp normal and toned down my moodiness."
Can't decide which hurts more: my butt (from bone marrow), my chest top (from the port thingie) or where the ENT tried to extract stuff from my neck.
And nobody told me I'd be wearing a bra 24/7. Hey, port radiology peeps, nobody told me I'd need that kind of support....
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