“Do you drink alcohol?”
It’s a question I have been asked a number of times during this whole process. The response usually results in a snigger from whoever has joined me for my appointment, followed by myself giving a quick glare to said “sniggerer”.
Erm…yes, on occasion.
*another snigger*
The fact is, once this whole adventure started, my desire to drink had gone down. I was still partial to a glass or two of wine, but whether it was the exhaustion of running around for appointments, or being home bound post surgery; I just wasn’t feeling it as much.
“The side effects of chemo…some are like dealing with a hangover.”
Really? Well, then I know what to expect.
*another snigger*
Suzy was prepping me as much as possible to know exactly what would be coming my way. A hangover? I’d had my fair share. This would be familiar territory.
