One woman's stories, adventures, observations and rants, lived through and beyond metastatic breast cancer.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
cash would be nice
The last time I checked in for chemo, I accidentally handed the receptionist my Subway card, instead of my green hospital card.
She thought this was so funny, that she showed everyone in the room. I pretended to be angry, trying to grab the card back. It felt good to laugh in that, sometimes sad, place.
I told her though, that my subconscious had been at play. I gave her the Subway card because I feel that after so many rounds of chemo, I should get some sort of bonus prize.
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2 comments:
Agreed. If I were making the rules, I would make sure everyone going in left with fresh flowers. The few days afterward are rough from what I understand. Some pretty flowers to look at would be nice. :)
Heehee. Isn't that the truth.
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