Yeah, I know. Chemotherapy isn't exactly a party, but this was as close as it gets. My beautiful sister/niece (okay she's my niece, but I love her like a sis) volunteered to come keep me company. Believe it or not, she eats healthier than I do these days so she brought herself an ultra-bland salad, and my good hubby brought me a chicken/rice/veggie dish from Rumbies. I've managed to put on an extra NINE pounds since chemo started. I'm told to be happy I'm not wasting away, but happy is never a word I associate with weight gain.
But as for today's chemo, the fishies swam fast, their fastest yet. Just two more rounds to go. Feeling fine tonight, just waiting for the lovely smörgåsbord of side-effects to set in.