Tuesday, April 15

Went in to work for the day, came home and watched Gilmore Girls, picked up the kids. The weather was a range of spring and winter today; unfortunately I got caught in the winter-rain portion of the day when I was waiting for the bus to go home, and then walking home. Even I, a lover of winter and cold weather, am ready for a little spring. Not summer! I'm dreading the heat (wigs + hot flashes = misery). But spring would be nice. 

I'm feeling good, finishing up week two, but I do notice I'm more tired in the evening and I feel just weaker in general. At least I'm back to my normal weight and not skeleton-thin. I'm looking forward to post-chemo physical therapy and maybe even starting to run again (a little) this summer. Among many other horrors and ironies, I was in pretty excellent shape before my diagnosis, regularly running two miles and taking a weekly tennis tennis lesson. I know it'll be a while but I'm eager to feel that strong again!

One more to go. One more to go.