this covid + cancer combo has really got me scared y’all. the way it’s popping back off locally, i just know they are about to close the infusion centers and doctor’s offices again. i’m not sure chemo, party of one is the move.
sure i’ve laughed and joked about my village, and how the covid rules be damned — neither hell nor high water can keep my momma from coming to these appointments. even if she’s not actually present, in said appointments. if they shut this shit down for real, for real, again. she won’t be able to be there. and as strong as y’all profess me to be — i need my momma. there. chillin in the cut. on the ready to pop-off on whomever, whenever, on the dime. even that damned red devil. now she might have to take a breathing treatment to calm down afterwards, and i’d probably end up fussing with her about her own health. but, like that’s our shit. it’s just the way it goes.
what iz we gon’ do if texas keeps tex’ing? zoom chemotherapy? is there a chemazon prime membership i need to pay for?
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