Wearing the mask

If you ever go through Chemo therapy and you going through it for a substatial amount of time. You will at some point be required to wear a mask. Like one of those little doctors ones you see on ER.

I have to admit that personally I'm not a fan of it. But then I doubt anybody who is required to wear it is. Also considering the fact that without it I will probably have some insignificant little germ hospitalize me, I shouldn't really compain. The worse part about not liking the mask is that you don't wear it very long so its not really that bad.

Saying all the above... I still don't like the mask.

I guess the fact I was diagnosed with Hodgkins over a long weekend, then had my next 6 months worth of "every second" weekend messed up by chemo and now I'm sitting with the bloody mask over the easter weekend doesn't help.
As I'm sitting here at the moment I'm actually not even wearing the mask. I am in a closed room however since the cleaning lady or domestic worker rather, is cleaning in the rest of the house.

BUT

The truth about all of it is; It passes. I've been here before and I'm going to probably be here again in a months time. Next time however I will be hospitalized and even then it will pass.

Me and Heath where sitting on the couch last night discussing how fast time goes by. Though the labourious task of getting through the initial 6 months of chemo felt like an eternity. It passed. And tho we thought the next treatment plan was going to take forever. I'm already a month away of having scans done again to check if the treatment worked again. AND NO TREATMENT TILL THEN - HIPEEE!!! Plus a trip to the Kruger inbetween.