June 26th — Could the third chemo be easier than the first two? So far, so good.

On an everyday basis, I need to watch my words because the day before chemo, I ran into a friend I haven’t seen for a while. She’s been keeping up with my blog and is understandably concerned about my day-to-day health. That was one of the afternoons when the heat reached 103 degrees and I had been running errands with the kids so was extremely hot. My friend says something about the weather being so hot and I replied, “I know, I’m dying!” She took it in a health-related way instead of a heat-related way and told another friend how worried she was about me. When the miscommunication was cleared up, we all laughed about it, but I need to watch my language from now on. So, if the grapevine has reached you that I’m dying, you can rest easy. The doctors and nurses are all encouraged by my strong immune system (helping my body recover from each chemo to help fight off the cancer) and my good spirits. Plus, there are great treatments available for my type of cancer and even newer ones on the horizon.