Round 3 of chemo is over. I'm feeling quite drained, hard to walk up a flight of steps or get up off the couch. Lots of stomach churning, a bit of nausea, etc. Neuropathy as well, a sensitivity to touching things in my hands and feet and mouth, especially cold things which feel like an electric shock. In other words, just the way I'm supposed to feel. It was a little better than last time, I think my body is adjusting to these nasty compounds, beginning to think they are normal. I feel like with a few more rounds I might actually start to thrive on them, turn into some kind of alien being that lives off vile chemicals. The image I have is like those green lizardy beings from that miniseries "V", which must have aired 5 years ago... or 10 ... or 20. Remember? I don't really either.

But anyway, I'm OK, and ready to start recovering tomorrow with my white blood cell booster shot and all the protein rich food I can tolerate. Still craving tomato sauce, thinking a steak sounds pretty good, and all kinds of fish. Except mussels, don't like mussels. I've lost about 12 pounds since the diagnosis in early May, so that's not too bad if I can hold it where I am. I look a little better with cheekbones and a jaw line, except when I have that green pallor.

There'll be one more round of chemo, then a real big day on July 21 when I go to Hopkins and they see how well the chemo is working. That will be an anxious day to say the least.

Please keep emailing, texting, commenting, calling, praying, etc. Every one means a lot to me and boosts my spirits! I'm blessed to have such wonderful friends and family.