Phhffft, if you are a good girl everything will turn out fine.... OK, I know that is not really the message, but I fear I have been far too naughty in the past for a bit of restraint to make much difference at this stage.
It does make me laugh though that all my medical team get terribly pained looks on their faces when I say I don't have any confidence in the treatment I'm undergoing. C'mon, guys, we all know it is a long shot. If I survive a couple more years they will pat me on the arm and say 'Arent you pleased you gave yourself the best chance?' if it all goes shit shaped quickly it will be 'You knew there were no guarantees.'
Anyway, here's to holidays and more opportunities to be deeply irritating
