I have not been nauseous, I have had loads of energy (I even painted a wall I have been meaning to paint for more than a year!) and, although I am still eating things that some might consider strange (celery and peanut butter and clam chowder for breakfast for instance), I am eating regularly and get hungry like a normal person.
I am doing laundry and dishes, I picked up my kids from school today, and I am catching up on overdue desk work and communications. I have rejoined the world and I will never, ever take regular life for granted again. Or, if I do, I should be hit over the head with a frying pan.
I have a nice gentle treatment of Herceptin tomorrow, am tolerating the daily Tykerb well and have scans in February that, I am nearly certain, will show that, for now, the cancer has been beaten back. I should not get cocky on this point, as we all know cancer is a very, very sneaky beast, but I truly feel as if I am healed for real, a true miracle. Yet, if the news is NOT good come scan time, I am in a good place to receive that news and am so grateful for this reprieve in the meantime.
Thank you once again for your prayers and sacrifices on my behalf. They have certainly been working.