It has been such a great two weeks, Kevin is here for a bit, and has waved his magic wand and almost instantly done all the yard work..... repaired a lot of garden fence posts.... plus he is a terrific cook and dish washer!
I have had so much energy that unless I see myself in the mirror ( with my little bald head),I forget that I have breast cancer.  ( It was difficult to write that last part of the sentence)

Monday I see the good Dr. again and barring any reason not to... Tuesday will be the last chemo session of this particular cocktail.... 

I will keep you posted......
M

Rain, Rain, Rain........go away, I have stuff
to do............

April 18

I has been a long time since I believed in the Easter Bunny, but he/she/they came over the weekend, brought food, cooked, and we had a great family weekend....
Thank you Rabbit.
M

And one more... for today....


Yesterday I had to stop at the pharmacy to pick up some meds for this round of injections...... on the way back from the pharmacy counter I passed through the ailse that sold hair accessories, there were some nice looking combs that caught my eye, I stopped. THEN remembered I HAVE NO HAIR..

I forgot to add.....

I told him that I had given up my wine with supper.... Why??? he said... well I though probably I should....  Drink up he said...the next round of chemo, Taxol, will probably make it taste like hell..

Hmmmm, nothing since April 1st....

Well no news is good news...

I saw the oncologist on the 10th..all is well.. The lump which started out at 7cm has shrunk, or melted as the Dr. said to  4.4cm, which is fantastic news.... and only after 2 treatments.

 I have lots of good energy after I get over "chemo week", and when the weather is good I frequently walk 3 miles a day, (yes miles  not kilometers) not all in one session but over the course of the day.

The doctor is great, has a wonderful manner and instills confidence in his patient.  He called me into his office down the hall from the waiting room, on the way he asked, "How are you doing, you look great?" 

"I am great," was my reply, "on days when it is not snowing or raining I walk 3 miles a day."

"So not much walking this week he smiled."

 ( I know I should be using quotation marks here, but this is chemo so I am to be excused!!) 

Once inside his office he said... so tell me how you really are, what are your side effects, and ran through a long list of things that sound horrible and my answer to all was "No." I told him that chemo week was not fun...but not terrible.. I am a bit tired, very irritable and weepy, and I yell at my dog, because he won't get out of my way and won't leave me alone. He smells the chemicals, senses my moods and gets frantic if I have the bedroom or the bathroom door closed. And he is a big 100 lb, ll month old German Shepherd! He gets in the way. 

Well that is better than yelling at your husband, he offered. No. I said .he goes to the basement.  The dog, the Dr. asked? No my husband, the dog is afraid of the stairs.

So on those days I take 1/2 an ativan..  Good, he replied, give the other half to the dog...!

Yesterday, the 11th was treatment #3.. so you are all warned.

Saturday.....April 1st.... and at least 15 cm of heavy wet snow..... and it was not an April Fool's

but by this evening it is surprising how much has melted away.

Friday and Thursday were great days, mild weather makes walking more enjoyable and
over the course of each day I logged enough steps to register 3 miles each day. A big GSD needs 
exercise.

The pattern seems to be that the chemo week is not fun... tired, and irritable and I cry at the drop of a hat.... for no reason.....    I read on a message board that the crying spells are know as the 
Chemo Sobbies... a good name..   then the remaining two weeks are pretty good.

I am still shocked to see a bald head in the mirror... and am staying away from crowds... ( I guess there are not really crowds of people in this little Village)

To be continued...