THIS PRELUDE TO MY NEXT HEALTH UPDATE WAS RETRIEVED FROM DRAFTS

This post was penned more than a week ago and promptly forgotten in drafts, so let’s take that fact into account as you read and I review:

I feel better than has been true these last few days.  Less physical miseries, though still so anemic with this third round of chemo that I can walk just a few steps with the help of a walker before I need to sit down to catch my breath and then walk a few steps, again.  My trainer comes over to help me stay limber.

David flew in, again, and the first thing that Ravi’s doting uncle did was to pick her up from preschool, so whenever I’m not sleeping, they play on my bed while I watch, and their playtimes are so imaginative as to stimulate an infectious sense of family fun which naturally enhances my spirit’s smile.

Will and I fly to Houston on Feb. 23th to see the oncologist, who will determine the tumor’s readiness to undergo dual surgeries later in the Spring.  To my understanding, each infusion of Chemo serves to de-activate the tumor from further compromising my heart.  And based upon timing concerning our traveling to MD Anderson Hospital, I won’t have another round of chemo till we return—hooray!

So presently, I remain hopeful that white and red blood cell production will resuscitate, causing anemia to lessen, so I can breathe and walk and take care of myself, naturally, until such time as it’s necessary for me to fly home from Houston and recoup over several days before re-entering the ring, feeling re-energized with the on-going support of my family and friends so as to find myself readied to face each next bout of chemo with the stamina and courage that sets my focus toward winning the good fight, once and for all. 🙋🏻‍♀️🌈🌻