Sunday, August 9, 2009

I feel good, I knew that I would, now.

I have no symptoms at all now. I am back to my morning walks. I hope this means that I am all ready for Wednesday's treatment. I am anxious to get this all done and behind me. This is pretty funny, actually. Here I am begging and praying that I will be allowed to endure six hours of needles and noxious fluids! Please, sir, may I have another?

This cartoon hung on the refrigerator at my father's home for many years. Little did I know what it would eventually mean to me. No matter how many punches this thing throws at me, I must punch back...harder!

We are anxiously awaiting Wednesday's visit to Dr. Hema and, hopefully, next rituxan treatment.


  1. Wow I'm in! It wasn't so hard after all to join this group of well wishers! And Len and I do wish you, Bill, a very good week. It is so kind of you to cheer all of us up with your good humor! Irene & Len

  2. Tell your body to chill out tomorrow and not do anything unexpected!

    We may go camping tomorrow, so I might not call you until Thursday afternoon, but you'll be in my thoughts every second. I love you!