3rd Round

Well I went for my third round of chemotherapy yesterday. It took longer than usual, but everything went like clock work. Dr D Said my blood work was excellent in fact my white blood count was 47, higher than it was last round which is unusual. He said , You are making my job easy," To which I answered, I am just tough as old shoe leather." I hope it stays that way.

I have one more round of this type of treatment then we change to the new drugs. On those, I take the Taxol every three weeks for 4 rounds, and the Herceptin once a week for a year. After the Taxol I can start radiation that will run daily for 5 weeks and THEN I can have my reconstruction surgery. I just goes on and on. I told Cliff, if we go through all this and then this crap jumps up again, I will scream. Makes me kind of wish they had taken the other boob in the beginning just to be sure. But, that's water under the bridge so oh well. Either way I guess I get to see how tuff I really am. (insert a photo of me flexing my muscle in my flabby arm, the good one)

After we got home we watched the Gordy for a little while. She is so cute and so sweet. Here is a picture of her pushing her baby around in the baby buggy. She would push the buggy real slow, like she was being careful not to hurt her baby, then stop and go check her baby and tuck in her blanket and make sure her bottle was near her mouth. It was the cutest thing ever. If you notice Digger is in every picture, he thinks it is his job to protect her and every time anyone comes near her , he tries to get between her and who ever it is like one of us is going to try to get her or something. It's pretty cute and he is a good protector.



Then we came in the house and watched her new favorite movie "Annie" which in her Little Spanish accent she calls "Anna". While we were watching it, I got a hot flash and pulled my wig off. It took her a few minutes to notice, then she started backing up on the bed like she was afraid. I said, " It's still just Mimi, and patted her. She finally quite backing up and scrunching up her shoulders like she was scared. I said, "Do you want to touch Mimi's head?" She didn't act scared so I reached over and got her little hand and rubbed my head with it. She kind of smiled and then stared to come to me. I said, "Give Mimi a kiss, which she did and then she looked over at my wig which I had hung on the bed post and made a claw of her little hand and reached toward the wig and went grrrrrr like it was a monster or something. It was so funny. My sweet cheese. She still likes Big Daddy best and spent a lot of her time cuddled up on his lap while he played video games.