4/2/21
Today is Friday. I didn't write yesterday - just forgot, sorry. I polished my fingernails yesterday - sparkly pink. Matches my shirt today. I painted them for a couple of reasons. 1) I wanted to look pretty. 2) So I could find them on the floor (or bed) when they fell off. Did that gross you out? Oh, wah. Deal with it. I got a care package in the mail a couple of days ago from my niece and her daughter. Inside was a wig she was passing on to me and 2 t-shirts they had made. Both pink, both with owls on them. They say "Save the Hooters". They heard about me burning a hole in my last shirt and wanted to replace it. I cried. I'm wearing one today and it matches wonderfully with my fingernails.
I thought I would feel better by now, since it's been 1-1/2 weeks since my last treatment, but apparently the poison has other plans. Not quite up to par yet and I have chemo again on Tuesday. They said it would take 4 hours for the next one. It's hitting the joints in my back especially hard now and my spinal stimulator can't keep up. It's like I never got one implanted at all. Back to square 1 on that count. Poop.
I went line dancing last night. OK, it was a roadside sobriety test... same thing.
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