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i think i've finished all my scans now.  i had an LVEF on friday to check heart function, and today i had a PET scan with another radioactive injection (getting stronger every day!!).  there was a spider in the scan room and steve pointed out that since he's been exposed to so much radiation, there's a good chance he's the one who bit spiderman.  good things to remember in case one day the world needs a hero.

tomorrow i am having surgery at the royal women's hospital in carlton.  i'll be admitted at 7am for a laparoscopy, to check out my ovaries before chemo, and to put in the port, which is the instrument that goes in a big vein in my chest so they can put the chemo drugs straight in instead of fucking around with canulae.  individually they are day procedures but having both at once means i might have to stay overnight.  then i have a bed booked at peter maccallum on wednesday and chemo finally gets going.

there's a good chance i'll stay in hospital until the weekend, which for some reason seems like the most objectionable part of the ordeal.  what the fuck is there to do in hospital?  i'll probably have to share a room with seven geriatrics who can only watch "as time goes by" because everything is too colourful and confusing and nobody likes overstimulated confused old people, and it will be lights out at 8pm and that thing on my finger will keep beeping and flashing and it will be boring until i start being sick when it will be gross.  yeah guys, i'll keep you posted.

i'm shitty at the moment but that always happens at night for some reason, tomorrow morning i'll be bright as a button until they flood my veins with happy sleepy liquid and start slicing around the place.  hopefully i'll have internet in hospital and i'll let you know how it goes.  have a nice week everyone!