Wednesday, March 13, 2024

     The immunotherapy medicine uses tiny cheerleaders to encourage my immune system to work harder to eliminate the cancer.  The chemo therapy sends in the assassins to do their work but they don’t always know what to kill.  I am now living in their world.

     Days 2 and 3 are brain fog days. I almost forgot. I misplace my cell phone and take most of the day to find it. I have difficulty focusing on anything. I can’t understand an article in the New Yorker. It is hard to believe that this is just temporary.  Only one more treatment in this round.

     Thinking of the movie OPPENHEIMER, I remember a family story of the atomic testing damage did on the people’s health in Arizona. Our family lived down wind from the explosions. Cancers and deaths. My cousins received a government compensation for their mother’s death in the 1950’s.

     My seeds arrived along with pots and soil. Thank you, Amazon. This will be the year of nasturtiums. Now they sit on my table but soon I will create my new potted deck garden.