Day -3: Just do your thang!

I guess things can´t be looking too bad if your docs state during rounds that you have everything under control and they will leave you to do your thing.

My blood values are surprisingly still good so I didn´t need any transfusions until now, the nazi nurses kinda sense that they finally broke my will and made me an obedient little soldier so they mostly stopped harassing me (no, of course I take isolation very seriously. My neighbor next door has caught a lung infection and that doesn´t sound too good. I´d do anything to avoid something like this!).

Maybe they just feel safer around me now that I have a bald head and hang up pictures of good German dogs and watch movies starring Nazis on my Laptop ;)

I´m not sure whether it´s this being considered as "advanced" by the docs (their words!) or just knowing that we are on the last stretch of that million storey building called "defeating PTCL" but somehow I have reached a state of stoicism where even new side effects like horrible digestion problems don´t seem to bother me that much. I´m almost there, I feel like there´s not much left you can throw my way that would stop me marching on. Sounds cheesy now, doesn´t it? But it´s true, the light at the end of the tunnel is almost in sight, I just hope it´s not something compleeetely different. ;)

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