Making Lemonade
No really, I was actually making lemonade this time, with lemons and a juicer. My father-in-law visited town this week and brought me a juicer and a bag full of lemons (along with some beautiful pink roses), so that I could make lemonade like I keep promising figuratively, but not really doing literally. So why not mix a bit of both? This past week has been a balancing act of taking advantage of every spare moment that I have felt...
For the Sake of My Sanity
I had my 8th and final chemo treatment today, for the sake of my sanity. Cancer treatments come with a lot of decisions, unknowns and best guesses. I am in a study that tracks my chemotherapy side effects, last Friday my responses must have set off bells, whistles, sirens and all sorts of noisy contraptions. The Nurse Practitioner assigned to follow me called me to get the details on my neuropathy (and pain, I have had an unusual...
Hello Menopause, Not So Nice to Meet You
I figured menopause would come sooner than the last couple of weeks as it is a common symptom of chemotherapy for breast cancer. I am now certainly glad it waited to rear its hot ugly head.We will limit the discussion of this beast to its most obvious side effect: hot flashes. I think Mike keeps thinking I am crazy as I throw the dogs off my lap and start gasping for air (I have no idea why I gasp, you would think fanning myself would...