Weekend revelry

Well, as you probably guessed, there was no George sighting yesterday. A sighting would have merited a blog entry, so...

But, yesterday's visit to get nuked was short and sweet and late in the afternoon, meaning I'd had a full 24 hours of entirely cancer-crap-free time. Now, I have an entire weekend of cancer-crap-free time, with a late nuking on Monday as well. I slept in later than I'd like, meaning I wasted perfectly good goofing off time, but such is life. I am killing time right now while a child showers, then it's my turn to get clean, and then I can melt into the couch cushions to knit all day long.

As gleeful as I may be that it is the WEEKEND (and I am indeed gleeful!), I am also feeling some pretty serious effects of cancer-hell at the moment. I really, really don't feel good. I think some serious couch-melting is going to be mandatory, since nothing else seems to be working out very well thus far, including coffee. That means I'm going to have a hell of a headache later. Grr. Right now, I am lamenting the fact that I left my anti-nausea meds upstairs...Oh, but my darling husband appeared, and is retrieving the drugs. Yay for my DH. He appears at just the right moments.

So, I am nauseous, kind of dizzy, headachy, body achy, and feel generally all over physically SICK, which I'm attributing to the chemo and radiation and cancer in general. I could be wrong, but it seems like a valid hypothesis. I am also in a rather significant amount of pain, off and on, from the evil neuropathy in my thigh and genital area. Joy to the world. There's your update.

One other update, before I go off to play with yarn, I see from facebook that we are about to be treated to a new Verizon Wireless commercial featuring the one and only Dottie Jones, actress extraordinaire. Keep your eyes peeled. (Go Dot!)