Chemo is fucking miserable. Somehow, pure stubborn cussedness and youth, I guess, I willed myself to play high school basketball through my 12 weeks of lymphom

Chemo is fucking miserable. Somehow, pure stubborn cussedness and youth, I guess, I willed myself to play high school basketball through my 12 weeks of lymphoma treatments, even driving two hours, getting shot full of nitrogen mustard, riding another two hours home and then scoring ten points with eight rebounds in a game that night. How the hell, I don't know... Should have gotten ESPN on the phone... Running windsprints at 51% of normal red blood cell count is probably the stupidest, most painful, thing I've ever done. Best of luck to him