Sometimes, you're a cat

Chemotherapy transforms you in many ways; mentally, physically, psychologically, grammatically (should I have used that semicolon earlier? Or should it have been just a regular old colon? Before chemo, I probably would have known)...

When you spend five weeks in a hospital, there are very few things that bring you comfort, especially when your immune system is compromised and you can hardly leave your room. The time spent in this quarantine transforms you just as much as the chemotherapy does.

The following is one of the transformations I went through:

Sometimes, you just need a good pet.