All in moderation

I am back online at home. It took some creative thinking to connect a PC monitor to a MAC computer but here we are back in action. Yay!

I just returned from a fun filled solo adventure to the city to do some retail therapy (something I don't treat myself to very often at all and today was a big splurge for me) and then a brief visit with my lovely MoFo Family. It was great to see everyone and thank them all in person for their loyal and generous support.

I am feeling quite good this week. Coming out of this last round of chemo was more challenging in some ways, but I'll attribute most of that to the stomach flu everyone was hit with on the same night as my chemo. Nice timing, huh? Everyone is still recovering which means it was a nasty little bug. I dry heaved the night of my chemo but I don't know whether to credit the drugs or the bug, and really, does it matter?

On Sunday, Jason and I got some much needed alone time and we went and swam laps. It's my second time doing it and I really enjoy it. Being in the water is so soothing and it's a great way to build up my stamina and get some strength and mobility back in my arms. After our swim he shaved the rest of my head, and I mean with a razor. I have one bald ass head now. I was actually surprised at how much hair I still had after 4 weeks, but it was patchy and brittle and painful. As weird as it is to look at myself in the mirror and see this white dome, it feels much cleaner. The rest of this week is devoted to healing and pampering. Facial, massage and mani/pedi. I never used to indulge like this but each special thing I do for myself makes me feel less stress and more at peace and that is very powerful.

It's hard to believe that round 3 is a week from Thursday. The cycles seem to be zooming past so quickly. That's good, because it means October 22 will be here before I know it and then I won't ever have to think about AC and red liquid being injected into my veins ever ever again. Between now and then I will get a visit from my friend Molly, my father and my friend Julie. Each will be very special for me.

Minna walks a bit more each day, mostly prompted by the soundtrack to high school musical. She sees Talia dancing and gets up and walks over to her and then Talia takes her hands and they dance together. Jason and I sat on the couch the other day watching them move their bodies together and it was such a happy moment. I could feel my smiles zapping all the little cancer cells and bringing more strength to my body with each little shake of our beautiful girls' hips.