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.