Promethian Pottasium Pills

I think I have escaped the nausea stage from the chemo unscathed. Now, since my pottasium levels are low, I get to attempt to ingest these mammoth pottasium pills that are so large that the giant antibiotic pills shrivel in fear at the sight of their monstrous counterparts. If the antibiotic pills crushed the bacterium with their fat bill-behinds, then these pottasium pills must roll through like tanks obliterating all infidels. The sign on the side of the giant pottassium pills says "do not chew or crush, you must suffer excruciating pain while our absurdly sized pill slowly creaks down your throat lining it with extra-important pottasium streaks."

I am surprised this round of chemo that I feel pretty decent. Something is definitely not quite right though, maybe that would be the fact that I have about 3 lbs of mostly toxic chemicals swarming throughout my body.

My leg feels great though. I tried swimming laps and I am good to go. I am set up with a physical therapist coming up soon so that I can start strengthening the muscles. I think I will get strong enough to become an Ultimate Fighter or a Gang member. Next up on my list is in a couple of weeks I have a PET/CT scan to see if the little dots on my back and chest change in size, and we'll reevaluate at that point. I also need to start working on drinking 1 quart of non-fat milk per day to help my hip joint regrow...I especially need that stuff when I get my Zometa (for bone regrowth) once the adminstrative gibberish gets out of the way.