Well I hope everyone’s Thanksgiving was good. Mine was nice and quiet, at Deb’s house with the kids and John. Thanks for doing it all Deb.

I saw Dr. Chatson on Thanksgiving Eve for another fill-up. I’ve resolved myself to the fact that these appointments really don’t get any easier, you just get used to them. Another not so pleasant experience! Anyway, I’m still here to talk about it. I guess I should be thankful for that, right? “Things” are starting to progress, slowing but surely. I didn’t have as much saline injected this time because of the soreness and pressure, but I think that’s a good thing. The recuperation this time seems much easier. Even the night I had it done was much easier. I think it’s probably a combination of less saline and the three glasses of wine I had that night. I know I can’t be doing that once I start chemo, but I’m going to take full advantage of it while I can. I get another fill-up on Wednesday, and I’ll start my chemo on Thursday, so I at least get one more wine fixer-upper.

I’m doing great. I put away all the fall decorations yesterday and I’m starting to bring out the Christmas stuff. I’ve got to do it while I’ve got the ambition because once chemo starts, who knows what I’ll be up for.

Oh yeah, I go back to work part time on Monday. I’m really looking forward to it.