Day 1: Round 3

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.

2 Responses

  1. Elyce says:

    I can relate 100%. 3 was the hardest. But you know what’s coming and so at least can be prepared with whatever drugs or treatments you know will help? I can’t sell it to you either except, as you say, that it leads to 4. My sympathies and good thoughts your way.

  2. Masha says:

    Catherine, I heard you went to yoga this past week. So glad to know you are being so nice to yourself and so active. Hugs to you and thanks for being so sunny at the birthday party!