Ripping huge farts!
A week ago Monday, I had my first round of chemotherapy, two days worth. They gave me medication to take which turned to be even worse poison than the chemo. On Wednesday I was able to hold it down after chasing it with pho broth. Thursday was a different matter, no pho broth, my brain sent my stomach the signal "get that garbage outta there". I'll spare the gory details of what happened next, it lasted from Thursday afternoon until 5:00 AM Friday morning.
This week was somewhat better, I felt like Curly Howard. He said he tried to think but nothing happened, I had waves of nausea but nothing happened. I was told by the nurse who administered the chemo that I could eat what I wanted but I had to avoid alcohol and spicy food. I tested what she told by having Thai Green Curry for lunch. Not long after, I had the most horrendous after taste in my mouth. It was like I had eaten
Ceiling Cat's pussy with Homelander eyes. Then it got spectacular, the spirit of Andre the Giant possessed me. I started ripping some of the longest, loudest farts in my life...it was extraordinary. Needless to say that new Korean Restaurant that opened up in my neighbourhood will have to wait. My oncologist will have to explain why she though I could handle two poisons at once.
Jake explains how Andre got the Fezzik role in
The Princess Bride.
