Saturday, March 24, 2012

Silly me

I got my schedule wrong.
I have two weeks off chemo, then a week on, and so forth.

What a relief, huh?
Lofty thinks so:


The fact I still feel like shit seems to have eluded her though...

But I can't stay bitter, especially when I have Suzi, who unfailingly comes to my emotional rescue.
For instance, by walking around the house, not realising she has Schmackos on her back:


It's not cruel if she gets to eat them...

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