Today was a tougher day. I woke a little late and did not feel like eating. I settled for watermelon for breakfast.
The Comey hearings got me through till it was time to say good-bye to Bob.
Getting rid of Bob is always a relief and the research manager said that I looked like I was 50 as I left the clinic. I felt like I was 86. On average, I guess that is about right.
I still did not feel like eating, but settled for a grilled cheese, tomato and bacon sandwich for a late lunch, followed by more rest.
The research manager went out to play bridge tonight and I am taking it easy, watching the hockey game.
One interesting side note. My grandfather used to hum to himself when I was a youngster. I have found myself doing that of late. However, since the chemo affects my voice it sounds more like a record being played through faulty speakers. If you don't know what a record is, you either are too young or don't do your own DJing with "vinyl."
Back to resting.
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