Pisse à l’orange chez l’hotel Chemo

Had my first chemo treatment today. Can’t say it was the worst experience of my life, comparing both physical and emotional traumas throughout the years. The nausea started about three hours ago, and every time I lie down the little voice in my head goes “AVAST! Yeee scurvy dogs! Brace for impact!” (if I have never mentioned it to you, my little voice is a pirate).

But at least I don’t have to go to work tomorrow. And I’m peeing ORANGE (the colour of the chemo medicine. I asked for blue, but they said they were out)! I thought of taking a photo of some kind to commemmorate the occurance, but the logistics of peeing and photographing at the same time elude me right now. I’d ask for help…but man…peeing orange is weird enough as it is.

Mood: ORANGE!