No more melodrama.

Thanks to each and every one of you who have been supportive in myriad ways over the past six months.

The oncologist says that it is safe to assume that I am now officially Cancer Free! Yay! This is the hopefully my last entry. Ever.

Top Ten Things To Do Now That I Am Cancer Free:

1. Divest home of all things pink.
2. Do another cancer walk.
3. Eliminate Hefty Cinch Sack full of Chemo Week meds.
4. Donate shower sleeve and heating pad. (any takers?)
5. Get fit again.
6. Re-acquire taste for wine.
7. Extend pro-bono psychotherapy to cancer patients.
8. Have a party. Have many parties.
9. Grow hair.
10. Live Happily Ever After.

I dreamed the other night that I had hair. I had three inches of dark luxurious hair, darker than its ever been. I ran my fingers through it and it was as cool and silky as the river when I cool my hands off when I am kayaking, and it didn't fall out.

One last chemo week/shark week/descent into darkness, beginning with my last day in The Chair Tuesday. Can't wait to have this over with. My sister Judy is coming down to do yet another caregiver stint, and to help me celebrate the end of all this nonsense.

Awesome weekend, feeling quite normal.

Chemo Week is almost over. I think of it like Shark Week on the Discovery Channel (Jaws theme sound here please). Except I'm the one going in the shark cage, and the sharks seem to have figured out where they can find me.

Yes, now that I temporarily have cable TV, I am acquainted with not only Shark Week, but also endless re-runs of Law & Order, and worst of all: Jersey Shore. Maybe it's not chemo-brain that makes my IQ smaller, maybe it's TV Brain. Just to change things around a bit, it seems that Thursday after chemo was the worst day. Friday I slept most of the day, and Saturday seemed to approach normal.

Bjorn has made a career of being my sole caregiver this week and I am a pampered princess, thanks to him. I may forget how to cut my own food at this rate. We have walked daily, except for Thursday, and he has reminded me about pills and put food and beverages in front of me every two hours whether I am interested or not. Really good food, too.

So every day should get better from here, with return to work on Tuesday, and only one more round of chemo left!