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Up and Running

It's Saturday. The sun is shining. It's 15 degrees, headed to 23. Steely Dan's on the stereo ("Reelin' in the Years" - which I always thought was "Ringin' in the Ears, go figure - a cool song anyway). Haven't posted this week because I was sick. Tuesday was like a sequel to a movie: "Night of the Living Intestinal Viral Infection". Whew, what a time. It laid me low for 4 days! I really don't want to have to go through something like that again for a long time. Feeling better; a little slow, a little weak, but better. As Jim said, "It's good you've got that behind you". LOL, that was a good one!

I think I'm gonna have to get my haircut next week. After my shower this morning, there was plenty of hair in my comb. I was told this would start around day 12. So I guess I had a few extra days, given its day 17. The new look should be interesting. It'll be my summer look.

Started my last 4 day cycle of dexamethasone this morning. Next step will be another 4 day run of chemo, probably the first week of June.

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