Today is Monday. I had a nice Easter and it was a good break, because tomorrow is my first session with my new chemo drug. I have no expectations, so the day ought to go just fine. I got some get well cards in the mail the past few days, and those always make me smile. I got another care package from my niece and it was a wonderful surprise, also. 

Yesterday, I yelled from the other end of the house and asked my husband, “Do you ever get a sharp, shooting pain across your chest? Like someone’s got a voodoo doll, and they’re  stabbing it? “

He said no.

I said “how about now?“



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