Good so I want You!

This mornig in the daily messages with my friend S. at a certain point in our conversation, in response to a question about her about an aperitif to have next week, I spontaneously answered: “good, so I want you”!

And that’s why this photo. You know the emoticon with the martini glass? here, that’s my tattoo …. that is, I will do it, together with S, when the doctor tells me I can do it (in short, the tattoo with a cure for thrombosis and chemotherapy is not the best).

Those were tough, difficult days. (I’m not talking on the international level because it is better not to express myself in this sense)

Last Monday the control MRI. I haven’t slept for days, thinking that if the results weren’t right I would have to do more cycles of cyclophosphamide, and I’m starting to feel nauseous at the idea. Then after the Rm I have a check-up visit with the medical team, and I thought I had it these days, but they moved everything to me at the end of the month.

So we might as well drink and not think about it too much.

They went out of their way by saying that the MRI is very good. But it can mean all or nothing.

The disease made me very scared, which I was not before. Before I felt invincible and in any case I always thought that bad things could happen to others. But no, bad things happen and they happened to me.

I started to feel bad in late February / April 2019. Three years have passed and I still haven’t recovered.

But a good drink, a cocktail (strictly without umbrellas or soft drinks from 80s movies) I learned that it helps me! Or rather, let’s say that I’m starting to savor certain things again, which before I took for granted but during the illness they certainly weren’t.

It’s all a question of attitude. Being superior to certain things, not giving too many explanations to those who don’t deserve it and knowing who are the people you can count on.

the rest doesn’t matter.

I decided to heal, to get a tattoo, to go away. Good Sordamaldestra, so I want you!