Just What We Need: Another Metaphor

So Cycle 6 was ugly. The cycle weekend was by far the worst I've experienced. But oddly enough, by Monday evening it had pretty much passed. So while Cycle 5 was sort of awful but really long in duration, Cycle 6 was really awful but fairly short in duration.

Sort of.

Today, out of nowhere, Cycle 6 was back with a vengeance. The day started off fine but by lunchtime I had to throw in the towel, leave work and come home and go to bed. 

Weird -- and annoying. And a little like a car accident, where you're driving along minding your own business and the next thing you know there's an SUV on your head

One thing you can say about cancer: it's unpredictable.