I had a totally fine blog written and went to post it only to realize that You all are five hours ahead of me and I think I was smack in the middle of the down time today. Hence, I lost my blog (there is no way to 'save' it that I am aware of). Boo hoo. Suffice to say that I even wrote one...there is the catharsis/therapy.
I am slowly getting over my cold. It is still a wee bit in my chest...never fully got hold in there. I think catching it on the day of chemo helped. The chemo won't let the virus replicate itself like it wants (chemo helps slow down fast, reproducing cells, right?) That's my theory and I'm sticking to it :) My cold makes me want to make Shepard's pie or make a beef stew and put a fire on in the fireplace...mmm...cozy, warm. Instead I started making my boot socks...Sock It To Cancer. The proceeds will go to my two doc researchers...even if it buys them only enough for pencils. They are quick and easy to make and take one skein of yarn for a pair. They are nice over socks, under boots. And one size (for adults) fits all...unless you have size-no-more for feet.
My desens nurse asked me if I was back to work. It made me weepy with my visiting nurse the next day while I was talking about it. I have tubes in my chest, get winded with activity, have chronic fatigue and...I can't even wear a bra comfortably. Yah...I'll be going to work tomorrow...as fast as I can. The nurse may have been alluding to 'how good you look' kind of thing...but I took it as, 'Maybe you can go back to work soon.' Why would I even WANT to go back to work at this point? I have worked full time straight since 1982 with few vacations. I am ready to enjoy whatever time I have left. I have 'given' at the office. I am finished with work, caput. This team is laying down the bat, closing the shop to working ANY MORE. AAAAAHHHHHH...feels good to say that.
Think I'm going to rest for a bit... :)
