Dying For Beginners

I did forget to mention a fairly major event at chemo on Tuesday.

The psychological puke. The overwhelming nausea for absolutely no reason at all except that I know chemo’s coming.

There’s even a song to go with it. It’s sung to the tune of “Aboriginal me, Aboriginal you, We’re not just a people who eat kangaroo” from Indidgeridoo from We Can Be Heroes, the pre-cursor to Summer Heights High. It goes a little something like this…

“Psychological puke, pyschological puke; No reason for it, just the force of a nuke.”

Cool, hey.

There’s another one on junkie veins, to the tune of Barbie Girl, but we might save that for another time.

I played chess again tonight, and while I lost, it was a fun game. It was really just a case of that looks exciting, and he who made the last mistake lost. (Me.)

Thank you Nik for the reassurance on the chess. There’s more to life than a stupid game of chess, anyway.

There is now a link on the right to my photo albums! (link is http://picasaweb.google.com.au/jessicaannehorton)

 Much love and God bless,

Jessie xoxoxo

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