I was deboarded on Wednesday but have yet to get on a new flight, so to speak. Received a call this evening from admissions: we regret to inform you that your admission has been rescheduled for tomorrow. OK, I'm not complaining. I suspect that had I not demanded that I be put on the transplant floor I would be in the hospital by now, being attended by some nurse who didn't know the difference from myeloma and my aroma. Once again, we dealt with this delay by indulging ourselves in yet another "fine" meal. Susan says we can't afford any more cancellations. I, on the other hand, am not in any hurry. In my experience, fine dining will always trump chemotherapy.
Dan
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Fine dining seems to be a lot more fun than fine transplanting. Perhaps this is just prep for the fine meals you will get in the hospital. Enjoy these days and evenings.
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