Expounding

The CBitch is a multi-layered bitch. There's the kick in the head that cancer's been found in the body. Next is undergoing treatment, from surgery to chemo to radiation. The layer that gets tended to last is emotion because it's imperative to stay focused on taking care of the physical. Within the emotion layer are sub-layers, which include grief. This kind of grief, when I've taken time to acknowledge it, is new to me. I'm not afraid of it, but I'm going to have to build up a strong reservoir of energy before it can be laid out and properly dissected.

Felt pretty ouchy today and tonight. The interaction between Taxol and Neulasta (the white blood cell booster I shoot up with on Saturdays after chemo) makes my bones and muscles ache. Sincerely happy I only have one more of these crap-hanger treatments to go through. Yep, knowing there's one last round with this toxic treat is enough to get me through anything life has to throw my way.

This Pic o' the Day also helps!

Mad dog and Sedona