Izzie (on the phone): What do you mean you don't deliver dresses? Just to try on? No, no, no. I... I can't come in. I... I... I have cancer. I'm... I'm bed bound and dying. (fake coughs) Fabulous! I'll fax you my choices. (Richard and Dr. Swender are looking on) Hi! Ah, what do you need? Blood? Pee? What can I get you?
Richard: Just checking in on you. See how the chemo's sitting.
Izzie: Fine. I haven't puked yet. And, I'm making major progress on Mer's wedding.
Dr. Swender: You should really take it easy. The chemo's gonna take a lot out of you.
Izzie: I'll let you know if I hit the wall. (answers her phone) Hello? Hi! Yes, I wanted to discuss, um, flower arrangements.
Dr. Swender (to Richard): She needs to save her energy. This isn't just chemo. It's high dose IL2. It's designed to make the body attack itself. She's walking around now, but it's not gonna last. Her blood pressure's gonna tank, she's gonna be shaking with chills, she'll feel nauseous. She might even have a heart attack. Believe me, a few hours from now, Izzie Stevens is gonna wish she were dead.