I’ve come to realize that the moment the FedEx guy puts the puffy envelope of Revlimid pills into my hands is the most peaceful moment of my month. That very moment marks the longest possible time between the next time I’ll have to go through the annoying monthly process of getting more Revlimid. For three long weeks I have no doctor visits, no needle sticks, no phone calls, no phone calls, no phone calls, no worrying the Rev is not going to get delivered in time, and no waiting for the delivery guy.