This time is already better

Chemo yesterday went pretty well. My blood recovered from everything over the last two weeks. While it was not as strong as in the beginning, it rebounded to allow full chemo and only drop a little on the oxiplatin (sp) which is a double edge sword. That is the additive that makes the chemo work better, but it is also the thing that gives me the HORRIBLE temperature sensitivity. I was also able to rattle some cages on when my next PET/CT scan will be. Finally, the week of March 10th. When I told Micheal and Karen that this was the one that may tell me that I am done, they both got on the stick fast! So, sometime that week I will be scheduled and we will be in business. I am confident that this we will be good scan, but just like in fertility I am reserving that little part of my heart (and intestinal fortitude) just in case. I just feels like it is gone - at least for now. When my oncologist and I were alone for my exam, asked him what he thought and he said, "Let's wait for the scan." I shot him a look and said in my mommy voice, "Listen buddy, you were the one that made me believe that this could be and now I believe, so you need to to." He looked at me as I was still shooting the look and smiled. He said, "I do believe, I just don't know when." Fair enough. FINE. WHATEVER. And with my biweekly hug, I went off to chemo. I am so lucky at chemo. I don't bring reading anymore. I don't have time. I have great stories from Elaine (She walked on a an old lady in that bathroom yesterday. Nanette and I were crying when she was telling us - truly a classic.), Nanette brings me whatever food I desire and brings real plates for us to eat it off of, and Susie, in all her glory, stops by and sees me, so really the 4 hours goes pretty darn fast. Today, I feel like my normal self, on steroids of course, so the only challenge today is to not do too much which I already had to monitor and it is only 7:15. Forever my challenge. Happy Tuesday, love, Ang