I had chemo on Friday -- it was uneventful, 'cept that none of the nurses seemed to have any idea what's going on with my hands (which are blistered and painful). One of them suggested that it was probably the chemotheraphy. Great moments in diagnostics!
This weekend Eric's mother was here. She's the easiest houseguest in the world, and we share great big bundles of love for her son, but I'm totally exhausted. Post-chemo-weekends are not meant for such things. Now I'm facing Monday morning with less oomph than usual, and it's making me an uphappy blogger this morning.
Eric is still dreamy.
That's my story!
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