Chemo day dad...
I have to do a quick little brag post... the morning starts like this, oh yeah- hi it’s me, Soulful Sunflower here ready to do a quick post, one where I don’t rant but I do a humble brag on my dad. The day starts like this: My dad comes over a half hour before chemo. He packs the car with what looks like my luggage. I’m not joking. I have three duffle bags packed with shit, that I think I might need even after ten sessions. So we pull up- my dad and I covid screen and we sit down. I check in. I wait my turn. My dad sits in waiting room until it’s time to cap. Mind you sometimes he waits hours. Literally I get there at 8:30 and he may not come back to help u til 10:30. It’s soooo crazy. But the best part the part I have to completely brag about. This place is hard to o into, there’s sick people and you want to do for all of them, even though I’m sick. It’s really crazy.. but my dad comes to the back when they give me the go ahead that chemo is happening, and he starts to set ...