Oh, Hi Oncology
You bring back nightmares of December 2011 back to me. YUK. Even looking at the Rad Onco machines today and the chemotherapy rooms gave me flashbacks of that awful elective rotation. PTSD +++
Oh, Hi Oncology
You bring back nightmares of December 2011 back to me. YUK. Even looking at the Rad Onco machines today and the chemotherapy rooms gave me flashbacks of that awful elective rotation. PTSD +++
When I’m counting up my demons
Saw there was one for every day
Eith the good ones on my shoulder
I drove the other ones away.
If you ever feel neglected,
If you think all is lost,
I’ll be counting up my demons
Hoping everything’s not lost.
So the weird T-rex (or Torex as we call her now) has this thing for scented soy candles and I drove by a shop today so I picked up a couple. And then I thought heck, I’m gonna try it too since she likes it so much, it can’t be that bad right.
And shit, even though I chose the nicest smelling tea-light, my whole apartment still smells like burnt flesh that we cauterized in the OR.
Gross.
Still dancing to this song!