I’ve discovered that the last two days that I’ve been on Toradal, my body starts out normal when I wake up in the morning but I slowly age into a 60 year old by the end of the day as it wears out.

I don’t expect to have many profound ideas or thoughts that come out of this whole journey. However, I did realize that when there’s something I really want out of all of this, I really need to focus and work for it.

Having cancer sucks. Being sick while having cancer like quadruply sucks. Yesterday was not a good mental or physical day for me. I was pushed, prodded, and poked until I yelled for mercy but to no avail.

I woke up feeling absolutely fantastic today. Energy levels were high, I was able to go outside to enjoy the sunshine on the way to Mayo, and I knew it was just going to be a good day.

I noticed on Tuesday morning that my right arm started feeling sore and red just like my left arm. Lo and behold, I got phlebitis on it too from the last round of chemo that they did on Sunday night. You can faintly see it traveling up my arm.