Testing My Bear

I think my bear on a tricycle needs his diaper changed. I am finally getting fatigued from the radiation and that is getting me prone to frustration. On top of that, I've been trying to play a little more on my hip (don't tell Kathy) and now my hip hurts a little bit and I am back to limping a little. It has done that before and it will heal, but it will take a few days. My varsity team lost a tough, close match on Wednesday, and that got me really annoyed because I take losses personally. That night I lay awake like a Negative Nancy and thought to myself "I hate cancer and having a hurt hip and not being able to jump and having to go to the doctor every day and getting nekked every day and being tired and losing a stupid match and why can't we defend an out-of-system attack and did I mention I hate cancer and I hate waiting to see if it comes back and why won't my stupid patch of chest hair fall out where they are radiating it?"

But, Jason, remember the taco and the bear with the diaper and the tricycle. Yeah, I forgot. I coach some of the coolest kids in the world, my team is in the top 15 in the area, they are playing hard, we have a chance at going to state, I am pretty much cured of cancer, I just have to lie there during radiation and there is no more poking me with needles, clothing is a burden anyway and I don't have to worry about wearing something cool for treatment, I get a stylish sun tan where the radiation is shooting me, I got 10 tattoos for free, I still have two legs and I don't have to be in a wheelchair and I still get to watch Ultimate Fighting on Thursdays and I don't feel like throwing up. I also have only 1 more week of treatment, Friday is my last day (they changed it from 17 days to 15 days of treatment).

So, that will be it: Friday, October 6, will be my last treatment. That will be the day I officially give the start of my remission and I am planning on it being the last day of any treatment until maybe some colonoscopies and/or prostate cancer when I am 65 or 70 or maybe some Alzheimer's. So until then it is sunshine and babies and beautiful dirt mound mountains and the occasional PET scan.