Finally, The Last Chemo!

Although it has been better than a week since my last chemotherapy, I can still feel the relief of having the four cycles completed. It will be good to rest up after all of that and try to get back to more normal things, like growing hair, again. Whatever else may not have changed the entire experience of the surgeries and chemo, as well as the treatment yet to come that will take place over the next five years, has given me an appreciation for life and good health I feel I had not fully developed before. It will also be good not to feel as tired and worn as this experience has left me thus far.

Of course, given my family's history, my last treatment had to go out with a bang and it ended up being delayed by a week while I took large doses of antibiotics to overcome a respiratory infection. Afterwards it turned out I was still sick, respiratory-wise as well as chemo-wise, and I was placed on another antibiotic for a week "just to make sure." I will finish that up in a couple of days and then, hopefully, will be fully recovered - or at least as fully recovered as I can be for the moment. Being sick is a royal pain.

Again, there is so much going on around me that I am not sure what to write about but, as it has been for the past several months, necessity has forced my attentions more to me than they otherwise would have been, and I feel as if I have lost track of so much!

One thing that has proven very interesting, as well as worrying, has been the spate of books and information coming out in regards to Iran and their nuclear weapons program. I sincerely hope compromises and agreements can be reached with a minimum of misunderstandings and anger in this very perilous and serious situation. I also wish I had a greater understanding of the situation but, if I did, I would likely still feel I did not know enough.

This morning a horrible crime was discovered in a small town not far from here. A mother and her young daughter were brutally attacked in their home. The mother was murdered and the little girl, though expected to survive, was seriously injured with massive quantities of bones broken. This is the news the husband must have received by now. He has been out of the country on business. The connection of my family to this town is very familiar in that Patty and her two children used to live there and may have known the child and her parents. Though I never made my home there, I still feel shock and grief at what has happened and sincerely hope and pray the murderers are tracked down and in custody very, very soon.

It is late and that is all I can recall off the top of my head, although I know there is, as always, much more news than that to be discussed, thought of, and concerned about.

I also hope anyone who may have been reading my blog at all will forgive me for my neglect - I have had to attend to other issues over the time that has elapsed but am hoping to start writing in my blog at more regular intervals again soon.

Blessings and peace,
Izzlebug