Not trying to bury the lead - My Doctor is giving me a 2 month chemo holiday!
My latest CT scan showed no growth, I'm eating like a horse (would that it really were just oats and hay) and I'm feeling perky. Also, the chemo has caused me to lose feeling in my fingers and toes and it would be nice to be able to manipulate a button again. Like Grace Makutsi, I used to take inordinate pride in my ability to type 55 wpm. (97 percent!)
Unlike Aretha Franklin ("my health problem has been resolved"), I'm not cured. But I'm still here. Maybe coming off chemo will make me less of a bitch. Or not, who am I kidding?
Finally, must give a shout out to Anne Francis, "Honey West," who died of pancreatic cancer last week at the age of 80. I adored her! "Honey" was the first female private eye on TV -owned her agency, used high tech gadgets and karate, and had a man-hating pet ocelet named "Bruce Biteabit." Did I mention the custom built convertible "Cobra" sports car? RIP Honey.