Woke up feeling groovy. Magda had agreed to work a wedding show for a photographer friend of hers and you should have heard the whining. She came home after 5 hours of work and declared that she hates working.
Billy and I went to Starbuck’s and sat outside in the sun and I drank coffee Frappachino. Billy likes it there as there is a little courtyard and he can sniff and scrounge and play with kids.
He later tookme for a walk to the river and we had the usual nice time talking with other dog owners along the way.
I came home and read the SF Chronicle and the NY Times and then took a nap. When I on’t up I cooked some potatoes for M. My M loves her potatoes.
About 5 O’clock, I was the victim of a chemo brain attack and I had to take an anti anxiety pill to control the edginess. It seemed to work after awhile and now I able to do my blog. I promised myself that I would do it every day during tx and so far I have. I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.
All is well and by for now
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You're almost to the end! It sounds as if you're doing great. I'm glad to hear you finally had a good day.
Congratulations!
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