Post 85: Thunderstorm Sounds.
It’s the seventh day and all is well — but it’s the eighth day I’ve got my eye on, if last cycle is anything to go by.
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I’ve been musing over how I feel about this ...
Post 84: A Nice Cool Breeze.
I had a day of relaxation with my old pal, Mr Vicious.
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Not a lot is supposed to happen on any day during the three-week stretches between Carboplatin cycles — so I’m quite pleased to ...
Post 83: The hottest day in June.
I love the heat, but My Darling prefers the wind and rain — cooling rain might’ve been nice today.
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I didn’t have a thing to talk about with the counsellor today.
The last...
Post 82: Another good day
When my mind is not full of self-advocacy, it’s a good day.
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If it wasn’t for last night’s continual, brief—but necessary—bladder events every hour and a half, I’d ...
Post 81: No Pain but Very Tired.
A peaceful day started well and ended early.
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After only a few hours out of bed today, the logical conclusion is that chemo is giving both the cancer and my body a thorough workout.
That, in i...
