My white blood cells and platelets are good so chemo is a go(Thank you Irmina for my wheat grass shots and beet soup).
I really can’t believe I’m here again. I so don’t want to do this. My friend Kellie has come with me today. We have laughed and giggled the whole 6 hours. I think Kellie only got a little nervous when the nurse asked me my name, and I couldn’t remember it for a split second. The drugs are seriously good this time. It also probably wasn’t so amazing listening to me talk to my doctor about my endless bathroom issues. But hey, if we can’t laugh at diarrhea, right? And we did. We laughed and laughed. Drugs are good.
That’s a wrap. Chemo #3 is over. Now, I play the sickness waiting game.