September 5th, 2006


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8. day 8. I can't believe it. already.

I feel better physically each day, I guess, except for the puffiness in my face from all the stupid drugs. I guess I should be happy that I feel like shit because that means that the chemo's working, right? And I just about breezed through the last round, and look where that got me. nowhere.

Lots of emotions. Lots of worries. Of course. Always.

I recieved two WONDERFUL packages, one from missjecka (I think? I don't know your real last name), and ponkie. Thank you so much for your love and light! Everything was lovely!

I also highly recommmend "Jonathan Livingston Seagull."

A very dear friend's mom of mine is dying of cancer.