I CAN'T CHANGE THE DIRECTION OF THE WIND, BUT I CAN ADJUST MY SAILS TO ALWAYS REACH MY DESTINATION.
Jimmy Dean
At the end of every year, optimistic sister Sandy always assures everyone that the upcoming year will be so much better than the previous one. Sandy, I beg to differ on this one. :)
It's a quiet morning . . . so far. I am feeling a little different after Wednesday's chemo treatment. I was told that this "after surgery" concoction would be different and more difficult from the first 4 sessions, which is hard to understand since this stuff now is just for preventative measures and not the hard-core "kill the cancer" formula. I am getting so the thought of food is nauseating, but then I get nauseated from NOT eating food. My hair is down to about 10% of its original amount and my nails are chipping and cracking more. I have been so tired the last day or so. I took a 3 1/2 hour nap yesterday and then went to bed early. At Wednesday's treatment, they had me put ice chips in my mouth for the one push that they injected in the Power Port in my chest. Now the thought of ice cubes makes my stomach churn. It's funny that I have used my mind-over-matter resources for months, and now some silly little insignificant things are making me fear the last treatment on May 7th.
Got to talk to friend Sandy R. from Georgia last evening. That really cheered me up. We still pick up our conversation from the previous call and keep on going. It was funny that some of our talk was about when we will sign up for Social Security. Dang, we's old, girl!!
Hey, Tina's daughter, Kalina, got picked to be on the Prom Court at school! That is very nice news to hear. She is a sweetie . . and beautiful to boot!
I didn't hear from Dad yesterday. I was going full steam with errands and such and then sleeping, as I mentioned before, so I didn't call him. He didn't call me once, so maybe he is starting to make friends with the other "oldies". We can only hope. I'm crossing my fingers
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
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