A hard week

Even if I often write about my treatment for cancer in a light vein, it doesn't mean I don't take it seriously.

This was not the best week.

Between my low white blood cell count, my burning hands and bloody noses, I did get a one-week reprieve from my next dose of taxol. And yes, I did miss the time with the wonderful nursing staff. And it will delay the finish and my reward of time in Argelès as well.

I also felt really, really tired all week long.

I had to keep chanting my positive list.

• Great hospital
• Excellent affordable medical system
• Great nurses
• Great doctors
• Not metastasized
• Preventative
• Loving husband to support me 
• I have everything I need including food, shelter
• No one is dropping bombs on me
• I've come a long way since the lumps were found in early June
• I can see the end of chemo
• I've done radiation before

Maybe it helped. By Saturday I was able to do a writing workshop and then go to lunch with my husband to a place that was new to him, not new to me. Chez Cousine has a limited menu but good and profiteroles for dessert.

Seven more treatments.  

I can do this.