<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:12:47.803+08:00</updated><category term='cancer'/><category term='lymphoma'/><category term='non-hodgkin'/><category term='diagnosis'/><category term='chemo'/><title type='text'>The AC Days</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517.post-7624243378829901139</id><published>2008-02-04T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T12:17:48.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty</title><summary type='text'>Today while i was walking around with Dev in Vivo suddenly i thought what the hell am i doing here while my friends are schooling or working...there's always this disturbing feeling of regrets that i stopped my school after diagnosed, always feel that i should have continued on, that  i was just being a baby, i didnt feel that bad like others from the chemo, i should have continued on...there are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/7624243378829901139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046481792509218517&amp;postID=7624243378829901139' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/7624243378829901139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/7624243378829901139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/2008/02/guilty.html' title='Guilty'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517.post-7646652067629458658</id><published>2008-01-31T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T14:22:32.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it all on that idiot in my chest</title><summary type='text'>Nowadays, it's so easy to blame everything on the idiot in my chest, aka the cancer...any pain ,discomfort, flu, cold, sore, whatever, ''because of the chemo'' = ''because of the cancer''...it's so easy...but how sure am i? anything wrong might be due to another problem, not the cancer...for now, maybe it's logical to blame the idiot, but how about later, when will i know that cancer no longer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/7646652067629458658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046481792509218517&amp;postID=7646652067629458658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/7646652067629458658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/7646652067629458658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/2008/01/blame-it-all-on-that-idiot-in-my-chest.html' title='Blame it all on that idiot in my chest'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517.post-6530957510830345218</id><published>2008-01-23T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T17:56:39.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moley matter</title><summary type='text'>I went to see the dermatologist as told by Dr Lim, he is Dr Lee, a nice guy. He told me that the mole on my scalp's most prob's just a mole, but have to look out anyway, since my ma claimed it's got bigger...so see him 4 months later.........so meanwhile, i will just take a photo snap of it for comparison, just wonder how am i gonna get a proper look at moley when my hair's grown...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/6530957510830345218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046481792509218517&amp;postID=6530957510830345218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/6530957510830345218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/6530957510830345218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/2008/01/moley-matter.html' title='Moley matter'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517.post-664549925080057072</id><published>2008-01-22T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:54:11.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simulation Day</title><summary type='text'>Today i went for simulation of radiotheraphy, basically a trial run for radiation. It was to determine &amp; to mark up the position of the body at which they will zap later on, on the real sessions. They CT scanned me, again, which means drinking like toilet bowl again, &amp; tattooed 4 tiny green dots on my chest area as markings, yea man, i am cool , i got tattooes, not 1 but 4 man....................</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/664549925080057072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046481792509218517&amp;postID=664549925080057072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/664549925080057072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/664549925080057072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/2008/01/simulation-day.html' title='Simulation Day'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517.post-5592977365249887096</id><published>2007-11-01T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T14:06:23.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs</title><summary type='text'>come to think about it, i think there were signs telling me that what i got was cancer during those waiting-for-confirmation time....it's something like people believing that when a moth flies into your house &amp; stays, it means somebody in the family who has passed came back for a visit, or when your eye lids twitch something bad gonna happen...on the weekend i discovered my lump, the tv drama i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/5592977365249887096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046481792509218517&amp;postID=5592977365249887096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/5592977365249887096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/5592977365249887096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/2007/11/signs.html' title='Signs'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517.post-6279796549089257369</id><published>2007-10-29T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T15:31:45.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After sleeping for a week</title><summary type='text'>After the 1st chemo, i slept for every 3-4 hours for 1 week, fatigue, lost my appetite for 3 days, breathing heavily, slight dizziness, numbness of my fingers, more severe on the right hand...but no nausea, no vomit, &amp; my hair's still nice &amp; intact...yesterday night my tounge started having pins &amp; needles so went to the clinic to find out that it's just one of the many side effects, so i guess i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/6279796549089257369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046481792509218517&amp;postID=6279796549089257369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/6279796549089257369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/6279796549089257369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/2007/10/after-sleeping-for-week.html' title='After sleeping for a week'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046481792509218517.post-8263199537571608713</id><published>2007-10-28T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T15:24:16.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diagnosis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-hodgkin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lymphoma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Pre-diagnosis days</title><summary type='text'>This was a very busy semester, lectures in the morning, lab work and projects in the afternoon, reports-rushing till dawn. More reports to tackle on the weekends, sooooo no life, but i'm not complaining, it was the last semester &amp; then i'd be right off to some factories for idustrial attatchment &amp; graduate. I didn't feel anything wrong with me, feeling healthy as ever, in fact i was feeling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/feeds/8263199537571608713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046481792509218517&amp;postID=8263199537571608713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/8263199537571608713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046481792509218517/posts/default/8263199537571608713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://todayisapresent.blogspot.com/2007/11/pre-diagnosis-days.html' title='Pre-diagnosis days'/><author><name>tomatogf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xq8eBkR3FmY/SNjt6_h2OWI/AAAAAAAAADU/gJPiLCYg0JA/s1600-R/coffee-5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
