A crazy world

It was the best of days. It was not the best of days.

I felt good about getting home. I felt not so good about other things.

There is nothing better than being home and in familiar surroundings.

But, to be honest, I have lots going on with my body.

The shingles are still bothering me. If you ask me how I feel, I may say "fine" or "OK", but I am not really. It hurts a lot much of the time.

The neuropathy is still with me also. I feel it in my hands, my feet and most recently in my knees of all places. It is annoying.

I also feel as if my hair is thinning and that is annoying.

But the most annoying and also interesting thing is that I am losing my fingerprints. It makes my fingers feel funny. And it really freaks me out when my fingers massage my hair.

The research manager says that the fingerprint loss is also happening to her. So it may not be due to the chemo. Not having fingerprints means that people can't track you by your fingerprints. I worry what the research manager might do if I don't follow her advice. She watches Investigation Discovery with passionate interest.

Heck, if she dropped me in the desert, they wouldn't be able to identify me.

Such uncertainty. Such opportunity. Such a crazy world. I wish it were a little bit less crazy.