This one was relatively placid physically. I didn’t sleep egregiously. Actually was able to indulge in some WRPA when I came off the needle, and I read some, including finishing The Emperor of All Maladies: A Biography of Cancer, which gave me a lot to think about. Emotionally, I feel pretty fragile, but that’s mostly the chemo talking. It’s a tough road at its best, and this was my nineteenth chemo in the past nineteen months.
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