My last post was just a “whew, feel free to give me that miracle cancer-curing shot anytime, doc.” We all get weary from the big C, just like everyone else that has a lifelong disease just wants some normalcy, no stress.
Well, I didn’t want chemo this week. Not even a little bit. The doc agreed with me – I get the week off! I’ll have a PET scan next week and the day after start a new regime, one that will no longer give me neuropathy!
And the clouds parted, and God said, “you’re welcome, child. Now go get a pedicure.”
I did. The End.