Pooka walked up to me yesterday with all these seeds all over her...
Pooka! You are a nut.
hee hee....(mom and sis) Mom...are you an elf princess?
Dad and me. Me making dorky face.
Me and Tiff/sis. Don't be fooled. She adores me!Sister is home for the weekend! yah!
Went to brunch this morning with dad, mom, and sis....and who was dining there but my best friend Jillian and her mother! Strange but true....in facebook land Jill wrote on "my wall" this morning...is St. Augustine and Jillian in your near future?? Coincidence..?
By the way...it came up this morning that I put my parents through torture last week because of my blog post (now strewn with "beeps" throughout)...my mom said it sounded like a suicide note. They asked for an explanation of why I was so angry and felt like I was mad at the people who love me the most. I am sorry!!!!! I wasn't mad at you. I was just mad. There is no rational explanation for my anger (aside from chemicals), it was probably completely unjustified, and it certainly WAS NOT PERSONAL. I was just feeling very frustrated and angry. I am much better now.
Appointment with radiologist Dr. Hoppe went well. He told me to stop worrying. And not to binge drink. And not to get pregnant. Okay. I will have a PET/CT in June. If that looks good, THEN I can get my port out. (Port=plasticy purply kind of thing lodged in chest with a tube that goes directly to big vein: purpose= fast and easy distribution of drugs [chemo] into ones system. It is also a way blood can be taken.). That will be a good sign.
Ummm...let's see what else. Down to 5 mgs of Prednisone. Still almost sweating at night. Haven't been drinking, except I had a beer and a glass of wine the other night. I had NOTHING last night. Yay me. Still having "nightmares" about cancer/cancer treatment. Fun fun. Come on psyche...give me more fun dreams please!! Anxiety is doing better, for the most part. I took a Xanax last night. I spent a lot of time with Music Theory this weekend. And thinking about/rearranging/coming up with questions about my schedule (classes) for this summer and next fall. I LOVE school. I love school. I love school.
Did I mention, I love school?
Well I do. And I love my family and friends. You are NOT (I repeat, NOT) idiots.
Especially Pooka! Pooka is especially NOT an idiot.
Pooka is cuteness embodied.
:)
And my internet friends, fellow cancer warriors/bloggers, readers, I love and appreciate you too. I was just re-reading some of your comments. Thank you so much for sharing your insight and experience with me. 
