Good day/Bad day?: alright
Sorry I've been so lame lately--being sick with cancer is even more boring than having cancer alone! Still have the deep chest cough. Had an acupuncture appt today, so hopefully that'll help get things moving. Olive's got another fever, too, and is sleepy and not eating much. We'll see what tomorrow brings.
I booked my spa getaway to Sundara for next week--next week?! I've got a sinus treatment/massage one day and a body massage the next, and then you get to do the whole bathing thing every day. I think Ben is also joining me for a night, too. AND, I found a boob-less swimsuit that I think is going to work well, so I'm excited to try it out.
I'm also in a little bit of a weird mood because I'm thinking more about the statement by my oncologist that if this type of cancer comes back, it's usually in the next 3-4 years. (That would also mean it's a fairly agressive cancer.) So I've just had some moments where I've thought about what it would be like to be dying at 38-40. Not easy to do--not because I haven't seen it and worked with it, but that's not the life plan I was on. I have to walk through the worst case and then dial it back because that's how I operate, but it's not what I thought I'd be contemplating at this age. Oh well, we keep moving forward...