Thursday, June 14, 2007
Boing, Boing, Boing
After I got the "bad news" on Monday, I spent 24 hours wallowing, worrying and obsessing. But I hit my nadir and came bouncing back, ready to enjoy a few more days of feeling the best physically since BC (before chemo). It's been nearly five weeks since the high-dose toxins have coursed through my veins.
All of this begs the question: If I'M so physically and emotionally resilient, what's with my platelets? I'm still dreaming of platelets multiplying, bouncing and soaring, but I'm prepared for any results that may come my way on Monday.