I am now in much less pain, but also distracted by the remaining stinging and perhaps a bit loopy from the meds.
In happier news, I did make it to my parents moving open house thing, and got to talk to various family members and also bring home a copy of my mom's book (I *probably* have a copy somewhere, but IDK where) and a couple of hmong embroidery pieces that match with a piece I inherited from my mom.
Chemo is still chemo-ing a long, and while the side effects are ramping up slowly, they are still fairly tolerable. I've started losing weight but I don't know if that's chemo (apparently breast cancer patients in particular tend to gain instead of lose) or the slightly weird food changes I've adopted to keep one of the side effects under control, and I don't know how much I actually care. 15 pounds is barely a difference at my size. This entry was originally posted at https://jeliza.dreamwidth.org/1100119.html. Please comment there using OpenID.