Status Report

It's been close to a year since I first discovered the lump in my breast. I've survived both the chemotherapy and radiotherapy. I thought my time was up and gave myself six months. It was a conservative evaluation.  Yet I lived. Everything happened for a reason. What could mine be?

Three other finger nails dislodge itself since my last post.  Was it painful?  Nah ...  I'm wondering if all will fall off before they call it quits. My toenails were mercifully spared.

As for that patch of black skin over my chest, most are gone by now.  The underlying skin is healthy and looking good.  My arm is still numb but not quite as numb as it was. The tingling in my toes and fingertips hadn't dissipated. I wonder if it ever will.

I've lost my appetite and haven't found it since it went missing.  All the food dishes I used to love looked unpalatable now. Since I'm not eating well, the stomach wind came in for a stretch.  I've been poorly since.  How does one beat the bloat anyway?

My hair is short and golden honey.  If I walk in the morning with my two other dogs, no one will be able to tell us apart. Let's see if I can scare up some pictures. Well, there you are! That's Ginger on top and Venus below.  My hair colour is that lighter shade of gold on Venus's chest. I'll probably need to practice barking.