There is nothing like a celebration to lift one’s spirits. Yesterday was Mary’s birthday and we scheduled a few low-key activities, which culminated in a very small party. (Thanks B+M!) I love a birthday and hers distracted me from my pending gloom and doom. But this morning, I’m afraid there’s no more putting it off. I got up early, swallowed my steroids, packed the cooler, and overfed the pets. Chemo #3 is a tough sell. It’s not the first. It’s not the last. It’s not the half-way mark. It’s just chemo #3. The only upside is that it gets me one step closer to chemo #4—the end.
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