Not such a bad day at all. Chemo itself took only about forty five minutes, instead of the four hour wait for the Pharmacy to do its thing. Extraction of the port access needle was completely painless. And a good friend, Bob M, gave me a lift home from chemo.
And the weather was simply beautiful -- soft warm air, leaves shining, people sitting out and smiling to themselves at this sudden gift of a late fall warm and sunny day.
Can feel myself recovering from the Monday chemo, gradually: was able to cook again tonight (mushrooms, chicken, cream, tarragon, garlic over Kim's home-made baguette --mmmm), and did a small amount of chores and sorting, which helped that feeling of being overwhelmed. But at this stage I feel like a rather battered frog: I spend Tuesday-Sunday climbing out of a well, only to be hit on the head, hard, with a mallet come Monday morning.
At least there's two whole days before I get my next being hit on the head lesson!
Posted by maddy at October 31, 2003 09:42 PMTalking about food? This has got to be a good sign!
I hope you are having a delightful weekend.
Lara
Posted by: Lara at November 2, 2003 12:47 AM