So how's this for a plan?

The cough in my chest is hanging on, but my energy is slowly increasing. I had the treat of tending my adorable grandbaby today, and was mostly able to keep up with him, though I am looking forward to bed even more than usual tonight. The fam is just hoping I improve enough for our trip in a couple weeks.

When I asked the nurse what to expect as far as energy during the radiation, she said, "You know how it is after a big day in the sun and you're just worn out and need a nap? That's what it'll feel like every day."

So I've been thinking, maybe if I wear beach attire to the hospital, and put Calypso music in an I-pod, I can trick my brain into thinking I've really spent the day on some exotic beach instead of a metallic radiated tube. That way, I can think of it as an awesome five-week vacation instead of cancer treatment.

I realize there are some flaws in the theory, but it's a work in progress.