Hey. Hey! Someone take those sleeping pills away from her!

So...
[akward pause]
How have you been?
[more akward pause and some shuffling of feet]
You know it's been a little while since we've talked.
[silence and sideways eyeglances]
OK. Fine. Lets talk about the last post. NO I wasn't drunk. I can't drink right now. And I wasn't high. The only drugs I can score are from my doctor. I was just really tired and it was really, really late and I took a sleeping pill that made me really, really ...really loopy. And now we know...sleeping pills and blogging Do Not Mix. Happy? Have we finished discussing the elephant on the blog? Can we get back to normal chit chat now? Fine

So. I'm fine. Let's see. Where were we? Before the sleeping-pill-induced ramble, I left you all with "Happy Thanksgiving thoughts". Well, I hope you all survived the aftermath of Turkey Day better than I.
Chemo side effects decided to rear their ugly head at about 3:30 AM Friday. And of course, the rest of the family was upstairs in a happy, turkey induced sleep.
After the first bought of nausea, it took three failed attempts to stand up to go upstairs (to get help) , several more revists of thanksgiving dinner and about 45 minutes lying on the bathroom floor, to come to the realization that my best bet was noise. So, I proceeded to slam the door of my mothers new bathroom cabinet until someone came to see about the racket. Thank God Dad is a light sleeper. Mom and Erica slept right through it. Dad got Mom and Mom got my compazine. Then all was right with the world.
I spent all of Friday recovering and vegging, and saving up my energy for Saturday
Saturday, Marta, Erica, my cousin Lucy and myself went into the city. We first went to South Street Seaport to see the Bodies Exhibit. Very cool. Then we walked fifth ave and saw the windows at Saks. Then we strolled through Rockefeller Center and around to see Marta office in the city before we headed home. It was a very nice day and I dropped like a rock when I got home.
After church on Sunday mom and erica went to pick Katrina and Chuck up at the airport. They had dinner with us. It was nice to have them home although they said they had a great time in Florida.
Well, you saw how monday went. I slept till noon. Did some work went to class. Went home for a quick nap. and then back out for concert rehearsal. Tuesday wasn't nearly as hectic. I got some work done and then went to class. Today I ran to Westchester for some blood work. Everything is fine and my counts look good.
Then mom and I went to visit Aunt Ann and Carl in the hospital. I'm sure most of you know by now. They were hit by a car crossing the street in White Plains. It was in the paper and everything. (Of course in the paper they are refered to as "an elderly couple". Oh. Aunt Ann is upset about that) Anyway, they seem to be in good spirits though Aunt Ann was a little loopy still from some of the drugs. They might be in there for awhile so please send out some happy thoughts and prayers for them.
It was later then expected when we left the hospital so I came home and crashed on the couch till choir time. After choir it was time for my nightly dose of drugs (anti-viral, anti-fungal, antibiotic(2)) and give my self a nuprigin injection. Oh that's right I forgot to tell you about the injections. For the last seven nights I've taken a handful of drugs, and then shot my self in the leg with a syringe. .... .... I hate needles. And that really is all that needs to be said on the subject.
That's pretty much it.. You're all caught up. So. I'll talk to you later. -Elizabeth