The second round of chemo knocked me down. Hard. I also had a cold, which REALLY didn’t help. That said, I’ve bounced back pretty darn well and am enjoying life, along with a new sense of hairless normalcy, before the next hit-and-run. Speaking of, an older driver swerved sideways into me and Mary as we drove to Indy for chemo two weeks ago. (Yeah, I know. Could my day have gotten any worse?) Luckily, everyone was fine. Well, except our poor car, which sustained $4,000 worth of damage and is still recovering at the body shop. We made it to chemo 30 minutes late only to have the check-in nurse tell me that my appointment was scheduled for the day before and I’d missed it. WTF?!? I still don’t know what happened with that screw up, but they worked me into the chemo rotation, I got my 3-hour infusion and we limped home in the battered (but running) car. Let’s just hope things go a little more smoothly next time.