I'm still here. My chemo levels have plateaued. My doctors think I'll be fine; now we're just waiting until my body decides to eradicate the chemo. So I'm keeping busy. Guitared a bit; I planned my schedule for next year; I've blown my nose a Lot. I also found out that the nurses talk about me. My night nurse came in and said, "Hi, I'm Joy. I'm excited; I finally get to be your nurse!" Apparently they all think I'm "so nice and polite." I try to be low-maintenance, I suppose. I feel bad because I know some of the patients here are pretty demanding. Nothing against them; if you're sick and need help, then by all means. And the nurses are so great. One of my nurses said today,"Oh, nothing phases us anymore." And really, they can handle just about anything. I could never do what they do. So props and a huge thanks to them.
And another update... I'm not going to Boston this weekend. Tear. My doctor was actually just in here, and we decided that it would be in my best interest not to travel. I completely agree with her not wanting me to fly halfway across the country. My body is currently struggling to get its (relative) health back. A weekend with my friends, as much fun as it would be, would probably set my recovery back. I'm disappointed, but like I said earlier, I am more concerned with staying on track to get back to school in the fall. That being said, I'd better see some pictures of Marathon Monday all you BU folk... Haha. Otherwise, I'm still thinking happy kidney thoughts. Sticking this out, and I can't wait to get home. Tha's all. Peace.