I Don't Want to Wait

Yes, that is a reference to the Capeside, MA angst-ridden teen drama Dawson's Creek.  I am about as annoying as Dawson Leery at this point in time.   I complain more than him; who knew that was possible?  And I don't want to wait either.
My end date is delayed -- again.  My cold symptoms are not gone enough to get cleared for chemo.  I never thought I'd want chemo cocktails, but now all I want is to belly up to the treatment bar.  Barkeep!
I was given a shot to jump start my white cell production.  I'm excited for the little buggers to do their work and help me get rid of my cold.  
I have a MRI on Friday to verify that nothing has gone awry.  I spent last Wednesday in the ER for some abnormal numbing.  Oi vey.  Why all of this now?  (well, at all for that matter.)


But this weekend will outshine the rest.  I MOVE TO MADISON. 


Then Monday I start back at work - part time.  With the appointments and backlash from treatments I just can't play in the big league yet.  But we're on the way to 'normalcy.'
With that said, I will be a road warrior now.  Betty the Jetty and I will be best buds by the end of this.   We'll be bouncing between Madison, Milwaukee and Chicago.  But I think it's worth it.  I am not letting the delay get in my way.  


Well folks, that's all for now.