My heels are really rough. You know, the sandpaper kind that drives you nuts if happen to have satin sheets (Which I thought would be a good idea. Silly me.) I'm knocking on wood and crossing my fingers that I don't jinx anything, but right now that's my worst symptom. Rough heals. Can you believe it?
The doctor specifically said "Each treatment gets worse. The drugs build up in your system, making the last three especially hard." And I did get REALLY sick at the end of the very end of the last one, so there's still time. But so far (knocking on that wood) this one has been EASIER than that one!
Oh, and those brows and lashes are thin, but still hanging on for dear life.
So now I have a favor to ask. If you are reading this, and you came hear on purpose, will you make a comment of some kind? I'm really inept as a blogger, and I've had this weird phenomenon going on that I can't explain. I've been getting like 50 visits a day from people all over the world. But I don't think they mean to come. It's like they're looking for the party and I just happen to be one of the doors they look into before going in search of that nine-layer dip. So if you are here on purpose, please shout out some kind of a hello (Helloooo!!! Anybody out there?????) and know that I love you!
UPDATE: Just so you all know, I wasn't intentionally asking for a bunch of kudos, but I sure loved them. I feel like I've just had a big group hug, and it was SO NICE! (Being called a seven-layer dip is a first, I have to say.) But since every one of you answered in English, no accents even, I have to assume that the onslaught of foreign visitors to my site is some Internet fluke that's beyond my comprehension. Thanks, thanks, thanks...and I love you all too!