Looks like my starting treatment could be delayed again. I was at a dinner
party at a friends house two weeks ago and managed to pick up some kind of
voodoo virus sh.t (along with three other friends) from a guy who had been
out of the country.  Why he would come to a party as sick as he was is
beyond me.  This crap has had me dragging a.s for the last eight days and
I'm still nearly as sick as I was the first day.  My support group is giving
me big time grief about starting treatment tomorrow and they want me to call
my doctor before starting.  I know they are right, but I have been ready to
give this dragon some of its own miserable sh.t for nearly three weeks now.
Pissed off and with an attitude,
Julie