For some reason, this weekend wasn't as bad as most post-chemo weekends. It just didn't make sense. I woke up Saturday expecting to lay the day away in bed, but I actually moved around the apartment a bit, saw my friend Mariana (as she was passing through Seattle), and got some things done. Sunday I made third of a batch of cookies (the rest of the dough is sitting in the fridge waiting to be popped in the oven), then got pooped, but later in the evening Trevor and I managed to make it to Celeste's house for an impromptu BBQ. We stayed for about an hour, and it was good to get out of the apartment and be social for a bit. Cancer and the CPA exam really make us the least-fun couple around, haha.
I feel less "chemo-brainy" than usual, too. Maybe this week won't be so bad. I still can't quite figure out why I feel better than usual. I guess I should just stop wondering and enjoy it!
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