Round IV: Pillage the Village

You could hear the Acetabulum cancer-village in an uproar yesterday as the chemo-demons marched into town to destroy the cancer-infants and anyone else hiding. They were burning them with vessicants and sticking monoclonal antibodies to their sides to slow them from running as the chemo beat the mutation out of them and left their lifeless cancer-carcasses in pools of my blood. It was an especially bloody battle because the actual cancerous cells were blood.

I had gotten cocky since the last round of chemo, so invited some people over to my house to play some halo (video game). Unfortunately, I got to feeling nausiated so I had to pop some Lorezapam at about 8:00 and pass out in bed, only to wake in the morning to find the carnage in my living room was something like the burned village within my hip. My friends were cleaning up though.

So It looks like I may not throw up from this round of chemo. They did back me off on a few more oral antiemetics, which may explain the slight increase in queasiness as well as the slight increase in lucidity. This time I am burping really loudly. I'll record some for you if you'd like :)