This Beth Israel lady musta been rich. 😋
Chemo ward smells of new vinyl flooring.
I remembered to shave my arms to minimize the tape-rips-hair at the end of today's Rituxan.
The chemo chair seems to show the common heritage between the Barber and the Surgeon: so hiked up that even my long shanks can't reach the floor, and my feet dangle like a kid outside the principal's office. Fortunately there is a little slide-out shelf for use as a foot rest.
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