It’s been a minute, I know. With the new med and Cory sharing a horrendous stomach bug with me (he’s so sweet) it’s been a yuck couple of weeks. The new chemo has its benefits, for sure. I don’t have nearly as much nausea, no more mouth sores and sore throats, and I’ve got way more energy. It does come with a healthy dose of effing pain, however. My bones are no longer my friends; they keep me up all night and day with their aching and paining. It’s not my favorite.

I have two more rounds of the cheems to go. My last infusion will be on April 18th. I’m a little sad because when you get all done, you get to ring the gong, but when I get done with my treatment the place is empty. No one will hear my gong. I guess I will hear it and maybe that’ll be more than enough. 

With chemo coming to an end soon, that puts surgery right around the corner. I must quit smoking cigarettes immediately. I have to be nicotine free for at least 30 days or they will not do my reconstruction. I should have quit weeks ago, I know, but time is starting to get away from me. I am not a candidate for smoking cessation drugs because of my crazy pills so it’s gonna be cold turkey, my friends. I’ve been smoking for more than 35 years, this is going to be more of a battle than beating breast cancer, I think. 

I don’t mean to complain, I know my blessings far outweigh my burdens, I think I’m just tired today. I thank you all for the love, support, and kindness you have sent our way. Y’all keep me smiling. Thank you!

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