Well, today is the day when I find out if I continue on with chemotherapy or stop, as well as if there are threatening or remaining tumors left. I don't feel as Nuala did about life. Things are very beautiful to me. Sadness is one of those things that creeps in, and then in a while it goes and there's sort of a humming quiet.
My sister is driving me in for the appointments, and the day is quite beautiful and crisp.
I give not Heav'n for lost.
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