Starting Monday my condition was 110%. The only negative aspect is that I wake up between 4:30 and 5:00 AM and can’t get back to sleep.

Despite this, my well-being allowed me to work on the kitchen job that’s been hanging around my neck like an albatross since December. I put in 31 hours this week. Some would say this is overdoing it, but my constitution is such that all this activity is actually strengthening my body. I’m looking forward to being weighed at my next chemo on Thursday.

The approach of chemo  has always been something I’ve dreaded, but my newfound strength has given me some comfort in the face of it.

Especially the realization that it’s my last one.