Be forewarned: It’s another TMI chapter like Chapter 9. So pretty much, anytime you see a clip from South Park… It’s going to get dirty.
One of the things they don’t stress upon beginning an elongated stay in a hospital is how “backed up” you get while on medication. Yes, they mention it – and everyone reacts differently to various medications – but wow, this was bad.
In typical Not Quite Hollywood fashion, we didn’t plan to have all of our films (including our special guest, Brandon Doyen [from We Need Movies]) be in the horror genre of films, but it’s a happy accident nonetheless!
Brandon– Return of the Living Dead (Starts at 00:00)
John– Bone Tomahawk (10:26)
Jamie– The Invitation (17:38)
August– House  (23:41)
Naturally SPOILERS for each film ahead!
Each odd-numbered episode we talk specific films, and each even-numbered episode we discuss topics regarding Hollywood and the things we’re passionate about (either way).
The nurse pulled the needle out of my scarred mound of skin. Even the smallest of gauges stung when piercing the tough flesh adorning the Port-A-Cath. Needles never hurt me before, so I had no reason to fear them… That is until they punctured scar tissue, daily.
But today’s point was different. Today, the needle was being removed because I was finally going home. It was rather difficult to keep that secret from my Father and Brother the previous weekend. You would think I’d want to tell them of my escape, but it’s much more amusing to surprise them when they least expected it, in person no less.
The anticipation was rising… My counts were finally (once again), back on the climb. Round two of chemo was nearing its cycle and that meant… going outside.
Every blood test inched closer to a new hope: “cleared for take off.” Back in 851 after the week and a half of that medical sidestep, things changed outside. It was nearing October. People weren’t wearing summer clothing anymore. Older folks had near-winter jackets; others had windbreakers and sweaters. The cold crept its way into our typically rapid autumn commencement.
Normal sucks. This TV was getting boring. I had already grown bored of the PS2, and now, I wanted out. It’s about half past September and I still needed to get out and hug that damn tree before our winter began in a few weeks. Hey, it’s Maine.
As soon as my counts are up, I’m going to run outside whether they like it or not. I’d made it known (several times) that I wanted out and it was making some headway. The doctor was well aware, and it looked like they may actually let me go outside (!!).Read More »