I know I haven't posted since the night before I downed Round 1's chemo cocktail. Sorry about that. Thank God round 1 is over. Bartender, I don't think I'll have another. Goodbye and good riddance red devil-Adramiacin and Cytoxin. I have no idea how to spell those words and no desire to learn since I hope I never see them again! ;)
Ok, fit thrown, now it's onto Round 2. In an hour or so, some of my tennis buds are picking me up to take me to my next chemo cocktail, of Taxol and Herceptin. I'm pretty sure I spelled Herceptin right. I'll let you know if I feel like doing a spell check on Taxol, depending on how I cope with it. Truth is, if I don't like them, I'd prefer spelling them wrong because I'm pretty sure it makes me feel better.
The good thing about Round 2, is that I get three weeks in between each treatment now! That is an extra good week, and that is really something to look forward to, and to be thankful for!
Speaking of being thankful, I am thankful for my tennis buds, who are just now beginning to show up to take me to watch me down my chemo cocktail. I do so hate drinking alone; but this is one drink I wouldn't share. Anyway, we will have our own little turkey day together, as one of them is bringing turkey sandwiches for lunch. Yum-o.
My ride beckons...
Cheers and bottoms up,