It’s Nature’s Way

Of telling me to take a break. Counts were even worse this morning. I left Hopkins feeling pretty defeated and disappointed. Jerry and I went out to breakfast to Blue Moon, which in itself lifted my spirits a bit. And I talked it out while I drank really good coffee. The last time I skipped chemo was when I was in the hospital for an infection, and it was if my clock was reset and the next one was far easier. So I am hopeful that will happen again. And Ive got this whole week to feel really good! I will think of some fun things to do, including going to the Smithsonian Craft Show on Friday. It’s a small show, but with really beautifully made work. So I’m turning lemons into lemonade.

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