Back on track

After the infections and flu, I had missed a week of treatment. The doctor let me make up the week (yay) so I wouldn't have to add an extra week to the end of my treatment plan in May. While really exciting, I feel like shit today. 2 weeks of treatment in a row sucks. My bff for the day is the toilet. Food is not exciting and barely stays in my stomach. Our new dog, Poncho, keeps farting which means he has to poop. So after a visit to my bff, I walked the dog in my pjs. I look like a hot mess. I walked the dog to the end of the street looking like a gray monster. My pjs, shirt and jacket are all gray. It's the new look, didn't you hear? I hope my neighbors didn't see me. I started crying half way through the walk, because everything hurt and the stupid (but lovable) dog wouldn't do his business. I know people get treatment and work normal jobs - 40 hours a week - while on treatment. Why can't I be one of those people? At least there is no treatment next week. I just get to have bone treatment. Here's to hoping the bone drugs don't make me sick.

To focus on the positive: I'm back on track. I get to be finished on May 4th. Only 5 more treatments left!!! 34 completed and 5 left. Seriously, you can count the number left on ONE HAND. Ahhhhh.