Woke up feeling much better than I had for the past week. I was totally annoyed and stressed about everything, work, the house, friends and family, I had 13 voicemails that I hadn't listened to or returned- so I knew I was feeling better. The dirty floor and moldy shit growing around the drain in the sink hadn't bothered me during my chemo-coma.
I worked on stuff for worked the entire day, stopping for a cat nap mid day. Resumed work and then tried to fit in a week's worth of house work much to my dismay. We need a maid.
That night mom came and brought food for dinner for the bbq. Getting ready for Round 2!
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