So another doctor’s appointment today. It’s a bit weird to me, I had a bone marrow biopsy before treatment started, at 3 months after treatment started, and I’m supposed to have one at 6 months. In between 0 months and 3 months I had a doctor’s appointment almost every other week. Between 3 months and 6 months I have one appointment. So it feels to me like I’m getting the next biopsy, the one at 6 months, right after the one at 3 months.

Anyway, the doctor says I’m doing well and the molecular and FISH studies looked good. Good thing I’ve forgotten all my molecular biology.

But the worst part is that every one of my many previous appointments I only weighed 169 pounds. Always. 169 pounds. This time I’m up to 174 pounds. Isn’t this going to the sports club thing supposed to be making me feel better (I feel like someone beat the hell out of me) and make me lighter (not 5 pounds heavier)? And for those who don’t recognize my attempt at humor: I know things don’t happen overnight — except for feeling like someone beat the hell out of me.

A late Friday night workout was nice and quiet, and there were still a couple of attractive women to look at. The tough looking guys who were there didn’t sound so tough when I heard them speak. In fact, they sounded more girly than the women there.

I finally saw Blade 2 today and I must say that I’m not disappointed. But I am disappointed in my picks from GreenCine. I keep putting “good” movies on my list — in this case Tokyo Story — and then only watching the fluff. Oh, well, I guess this tells me a little more about my own likes and dislikes.