I bought a bill of goods about Phase II chemo and have no one to blame but me. This revelation presented itself while trying to reconcile how crummy I felt all last week (and even some yesterday) with the oft repeated promise of how Taxol would be much easier on me. I've decided it's just something the docs and nurses peddle to help keep chemo patients going mentally. It worked until my brain cleared enough for a closer examination of the b.s. statement. Sucks. Ah, well, it is what it is. I just have to put my head down and power through. Only three more treatments, only three more treatments, only three more treatments ...
Slept in today, took the morning slowly, read the newspaper, and did a little office work. I also made a small batch of marinara sauce from tomatoes out of my sweet neighbor Clark's garden. The sauce smelled outstanding, but into the freezer it went for a day down the road when my taste buds and tummy will truly appreciate what they're being fed!
Pics o' the Day are of female and male gold finches taken this morning as they feasted on wildflower seeds in my garden (don't know the kind of flower).
3 comments:
Hey my friend...thinking about you.
Oh I am so sorry, Laura. I wish there were something I can do. Is there? Is praying enough?
The beauties of nature and God's blessings are a balm in troubled times. I love your pics!
Hugs to Sedona and you.
Love,
L.
Nice pics. I'm sorry you have to suffer like this. But it's also good to know you're tough.
Love,
Joe
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