Fight Like a Girl

I emerge from the "wipe-out" of chemo session number two. It is a surprise to me that it takes a couple of days for the full effect to "hit". I have cried a lot as my hair is gone, my face is red and swollen from the steroids, and I feel like.......well let's just say I've felt better! I haven't had contact with anyone but Paul this week while dealing with the side effects. Lately for entertainment I play the "Unfortunately, Fortunately" game. It goes like this. Unfortunately I have breast cancer, fortunately survival rate is high. Unfortunately the chemo is difficult, fortunately I have health insurance. Play this game with things in your life and I guarantee you can find a "fortunately" for every "unfortunately".

I was given a sweatshirt yesterday. It says "Fight Like a Girl". It made me laugh. The image that came to mind was a hair pulling, fingernail scratching brawl. Then I realized I have a huge advantage fighting like a girl. I have no hair to be pulled....and my nails are long!!!! So I will stand taller and fight harder. Remember Jim Croce? Instead of "Leroy Brown the baddest guy in the whole town, meaner than a junkyard dog"...we will insert Leah for Leroy, and I'll practice guttural growls!

Paul wants a shot of our shiny heads posted here, but I am not quite ready for that at this moment. Thank you for your prayers, love, encouragement, and comments. You are the very best.