I was hoping to get an update in before the chemo kicked in, but don't know if I'll be able to. I'm in the infsion room, which is more like a dept, with beds, chairs, isolation rooms and tele monitors, sitting in the comfy green pleather chemo recliner. I've had an eventful couple weeks. X and his cousin went to soccer camp last week so I was on mommy duty carting them back and forth. I'm impressed with how much x improved. He is really a soccer superstar, and I'm not just saying that because I'm his mom. X is still anxious and I'm looking into ways to help him cope with the reality that I have cancer. He worries more than I knew. Last night he talked about praying to God every morning and trying to make medicine but not being able to find the right ingredients. I told him not to worry, lots of other people were looking for the right mix too. It will come. He's with meme this week while I recover. Thank goodness for family that helps. She's been a Godsend this past year being available to babysit. Again, lucky lucky me. If it wasn't for this nasty cancer thing I know you'd all be jealous of how spoiled I am. ;)