Wednesday, March 6, 2024

     In the afternoon I walk to my mail box. My mailbox is gone, just the pole is standing.  The mailbox is just a few feet away hidden in the new green grasses. This is the second time in a year my mail box has been knock down. I email my neighbors for anything they might have seen.  The handyman says he would come by this morning to fix it. Sigh. I love having a mailbox.

     A two nap day again. The rhythm of chemo therapy recovery is increasing fatigue and brain fog for a couple of days and then back to normal.  Today is day two, the hardest day. Two more treatments coming up.

     I am reading less during this time.  Still in the middle of THE LANTERN MEN by Elly Griffiths. A stack of library books wait for me.

     I watch the first episode of a new netflix series, THE RESIDENT.  Of course, a hospital doctor show. Not great but good enough. My standards are lower as I feel lethargic and brain foggy.