Chemo + President=Serious Nausea

My recovery from cycle 4B continues apace, and I am resting comfortably at home. Right now, little Sophia is cuddled up next to me, having finishing her morning feeding. Jacq has the lucky duty of making me breakfast. There is nothing like challah french toast to ease to post-B-cycle blues.

My brain is still mush, so I’ve got nothing exciting to report here for the moment other than to say that not even a chemo-induced stupor can dull the senses to the point where watching our President doesn’t make the nausea worse.

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