Its all getting harder now, this morning was terrible with breakfast returning on me fairly quickly. And I haven’t even started the treatment yet. Continued reading the Lance Armstrong book, which was both good and bad. I learnt more about what is likely to happen in the next two month, and bad as it depressed the shit out of me again as I’m now really frightened that I’m going to go through this alone.

I really am wondering if I should return to New Zealand for this, and on top of all this its uncertain what chemo treatments are covered by the insurance plan. So great, I get to have nausea, vomiting, hair loss, and all the other charming effects and have the privilege of paying for it all as well.