Well, the clinical fatigue has set in. I feel like if the house were on fire I wouldn't be able to get out of my chair and walk a few steps to the door. So I'm watching out for people with matches!
The meals from the Supper Sisters are going to be lifesavers for the next few weeks I can already tell. I don't even feel like walking into the kitchen much less cooking and Gary's culinary talents are quite limited. Scott is working full time, taking two graduate classes, and planning a wedding, so I can't expect too much from him. They are so good to help all they can and I appreciate them so much, but cooking is not their long suit, so thank you ladies.
Friday was my 20th radiation treatment. It sure seems to be taking a long time to get to 28.
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