Sunday

Sunday better than Friday and Saturday. Despite the fact that I actually went to Strawns and ate breakfast this morning, I'm back to nausea at 8:20 pm Sunday night. This thing has no schedule and you don't have a clue when you'll be sick.

It's easier to fight chemo and radiation than it is to fight the abscense of everything.

Will try to keep up the chin and keep the legs kicking hard.

Sr.