Everyone: huge news in between blog posts - Bigfoot got a year older. Ew ew ew ew ew. She celebrated by knitting in a rocking chair, cleaning her dentures, and re-watching her most recent television spots. Good for her.
Tough week in the chemo world. These pills are just gross, totally mangle the stomach to no end. However, that's the halfway mark with the pills. Yes, it's true, the pills are half over. After this week, maintenance chemo will be half over. Astounding. Ready to put this baby in the books.
Also, while I was away, my partner in crime "El Gato Malo" (aka Old Man Wrinkle's automobile) crossed with 300,000 mile mark. Much to my chagrin, photographic evidence of the event was not obtained and therefore lost forever. These are the saddest of times. He still runs strong, however, crushing all mile barriers in his way. Stud car.
Hoping for some nice weather today (so far, so good), should be one of my last possible pool days here at the compound. Back to the chemo grind tomorrow...and Pittsburgh in less than a week. Let's go Pirates baby. Later everyone!