h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

don't tell anyone... I might... be off to the pub... in an hour or two... just constructing some food first chicken salad I think friend coming round later, and ... well... I'll not get ... drunk... honest... much I'm a good boy me... hmm... sort of

You will have to sort this out with your conscience - should you ever meet it

Oh. I'm on good terms with my consciouness. Its my sense of shyness and bashfulness sobriety, sensibleity and suchlike that I don't get on so well with

MMM....

chicken caeser salad eaten and very asty it was... and kinda healthy too
but... now I must take my drugs... and get sorted gotta decide waht to wear

and. oh

something I noticed. now my hands and fingers are working; I can make meals properly; before was haivngg to do it in odd orders, to prepare everythign first, as I coudln't be certain my fingers, would, E.G., be good enough to chop up some salad bits, whilst I was waiting for another part of the meal to cook etc I did that... tnoght.... tonight... like ordinary cooking there's no stopping me now

Maybe you can get back to baking bread now.

Hoh yus! I've already checked on supplies! I've got an unopened, in date yeast, a fresh tub of the decent salt,a nd looks like enough flour flaoting about still to use may try later on this week, maybe do some baguettes; the Waitrose pain au levan is gorgeous... but their bagettes... nah!; they've not got a drop on my version! maybe Thursday or Friday would be a sensible time; esp as I seem to gbe getting into salad sagain; plenty of fresh baguette, cheeses, and lettuce/cucumber, dressing etc! - might even help me shift some of this weight I've put on during chemo MMMM... and pitta breads... oo... not had real pitta bread in so long (no one has unless they've had my pitta I think!; they're like a meal, with the herbs and seeds in them; just pile full of healthy, lean chicken, and salad, and huzzah!) MMMM... homemade kebabs damnit; I'm ment to be thinking about losing weight!
now.
just how much of the new 2legs weird can I expose my local pub too, in teh one evenings?

I'm thinking a minamum...... collar... chainmail... anklet.... handbag.... maybe I'll leave my new leash at home... and... of course; the 15 foot of various coloured ribbons, tied into bows on my remaining pony tail.
That oughta be enough weird ... new weird for them to handle in one evening

damn... I can almost taste the first beer already... its just the right evening.... still warm... something light and hoppy... MMMM

Did you *really* just ask how much of yourself you can expose in the local pub?

if I did! I didn't quite mean too... in taht* way I ment... how much of the new weird me can I subject them too, in one go! I've given up any pretence at normality since .... diagnosis basically... - I can't take myself seriously, when I've got fifteen foot of multicoloured 1 inch wide ribbon, hanging down from the little bit of remaining pony tail afterall the odd thing is... anyone who's come across the new... weirder me in RL recently, who I knew of late... just... 'takes it as granted' it seems... no actual sense that they've noticed anyting or think I'm any more weird than I used to be... perhaps I was always more weird than I knew... just... I didn't realise

oops. I my have got drunk. err. I'm gona be in such trubble
I ... didn't... mean too... but... turns out, there is a sufficient amount of alcohol, one can drink, to give rise to a hangover able to cut through the grotty chemo feelings, and put a large dose of hangover on top of it

wll..... I'm always up for new experiences... but... starting to think I could hav emaybe given this particular new experience a miss

bleh.

seems five pints in the pub, followed by 6 cans of Guinness was the sufficient amount of alcohol required

and... seemingly hydrocortisone, folic acid, and chlorofloxacin don't have hangover reducing affects - half tempted to go have a look through the pile of other meds I've got strewn all over the place... one of thos emust have some kind of hangover reducing potential.... maybe all those anti-nausea ones, they keep giving to me, which I never take... or the onandrasone.... or... the domperione.... or... actually... that might not be such a great idea...

Think I need a nap I'm gona be in such trubble now...

ouch. ouch. ouch.

OK.

so. Todays new, uplifting, experience, is, and has been, discovering how truely painful and unplesent it is possible to feel with a hangover combined with chemo drugs, and antibiotics.

It was. interesting. and, not necessarily something I'd recomend to others, or indeed, want to necessarily repeat myself, any time soon, or, in fact, ever.

But. on the positive side. I experienced it... all and.... MMM... oddly. of course

I don't think I've felt quite this ill before

all. entirely. My. fault. of course.

I even directly refused to obey an instruciton, last night, specifically pointing out to me, what a bad idea it was.

I'm so stupid soemtimes.

Well. new experiences are nice, I guess. in a strange way.

I think I am going to have a bath and out for an hour or so Some easing of muscle and bone tenseness and pain would be quite nice right about now

and. I'm in such trubble who could have predicted that....

bleh. bleh.

OK.

I've thought about it.

Going out, and getting that drunk, is, now, two days later, in hindsight. Such a bad idea. I feel truely ill for like the first time during this whole chemo lark... and... its entirely... and appropiately.... all my fault;

I blame 2legs!

managed to force myself out of bed, eventually this morningm after about four hours sleep

so. achy...

the actual, physical bruise, on my shin (not actually alcohol related!) is coming up loverly now.... - all these littel knocks and stuff, I guess I'd normally do all the time, suddenly actually get noticed, it seems whilst my platelets etc., are low

well... finally got up, and cafinated and hydrated, and then medicated myself with cortisone etc, and found food

Made it out into town, to the cafe, with W, and met up with his daughter.... who, had a loverly laugh at my recent antics.... and mis-adventure and kinda sighed and ed at tales of the chemo ward.... and my chainmail... and corset... and the ribbons in my hair... and suchlike....

Popped into bank to put some money in, and then picked up a few essentials to last the next couple days.... was thinking to head to butchers, but, I just felt so drained, I had to give up on that idea... now... having a little rest... before.... considering a proper nap <

Always best to pluck yourself up before committing to the hard toil of a proper nap!

Exactly! and, now having... just piddled about on the net a while, not so sure I will do the entire nap thing; its a lot of effort, for a proper nap, afterall.... may just go have Instead... - just got very perked up, from a message; there's a 'group online, I've joined, and by chance, a bunch of us, all undergoing the same chemo, pretty much at the same time, for the same lymphoma.... and taht's a community thing I've spent some time on... and one of the younger members, only 28, has just caught up with me, and got back a PET scan, putting him also in complete remission - I've been 'entertaining' them, over there... with soem of the details of my antics during chemo ...

Are you sure they don't think you're a hallucination?

I'm not sure I'm not a hallucination! damnit! actually.... like.... 'feeling ill' this mroning - yeh, and so, the bloke with cancer, is all kinda supprised to wake feeling ill occasionally - potential temperature.... which means potential trip to the damn hospital for bloods... and drugs... and... : damnit, I've laundry to do today! Oh well.... - not seen the nurses for at least a week and I'm sure they're in need of cheering up, and getting some fresh weird into their life... - sod it... if I do* have to go to the hospital.... its....
"a day out", not, an "oh, balls, I've got no immune system, and I've picked up an infection again" - I'll take the sillier and more optamistic option thankyou