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"I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to 'cut back.' From then on, I've tried to be a little more flexible."
(Erma Bombeck)

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Today is my seventh day post-chemo (last treatment) and I'm feeling better and better everyday. I took my last chemo treatment early in anticipation of feeling good enough to run some last-minute Christmas errands this week, but it looks like it's not going to happen. Too much snow! Aagghh! I shouldn't complain too much, though. I did get out of the house two days ago for some grocery shopping and eating Mexican food. It was great; I felt almost "normal" again. Unfortunately, my taste buds aren't cooperating these days. I don't know when I'll get my sense of taste back, but nothing tastes good anymore. I ate a piece of cheese the other day and it was like, "What is this? A piece of rubber?"


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