I continue to be frustrated with a number of things about this process, but they are what they are. My ability to read books is completely shot. Well, not completely. I could do that instead of writing, but given my Sekrit Projekt and Endurance deadlines, that's not reasonable. And writing at length is coming easier than reading at length. Still, I'm badly robbing Peter to pay Paul. I think I'll go on a book binge this summer when chemo finally clears my head for good. Also hoping that keeping the dexamethasone down will ease some of the chemohead issues.
Also, for the record, I am selling the old Genre car, a red 2000 Sebring convertible with 100,000 miles on it. If you're a Portlandian and are interested, or know someone who is, let me know. I think it would be a great high school kid car.