Chemo dripped in today.  I feel great about that!  Cancer killing commence.  Wooooooooo!  It’s also daunting because it means I knowingly start to feel crappy again.  So soon?  Whoa!  But, I’m pulling on my bootstraps, straightening my spine, putting on my big girl panties because whining doesn’t help.  And as soon as my body demands it, all of...

I’m still sick, people.  Sick enough that Dr. Wonderful’s team decided I should not get chemo today; we have pushed it back to Thursday.  It is the first time I have ever had a delay in treatment of this nature and I don’t like it.  However, when I try to imagine layering chemo symptoms on top of what my body is already dealing with, it makes me...

I really feel like it is September. I sort things into piles of “to do” and it is very alarming how tall my “very important to do” stack is.  I’m stressed about what’s in there, but also know it is silly to stress, so I don’t.  Where have the past few months gone?!  Oh, right.  Chemo.  Doh. Last weekend at this time I was...

I had my regular PET scan at the end of the week, and Dr. Wonderful’s sidekick called me with the results thanks to my nurses who made sure it was on his radar.  (It is so nice that they call; many times patients have to wait one to two weeks to get their results.)  Good news: the scan showed that all of the cancer spots in my lungs are either stable or...