Thursday will be the last chemo treatment for this round. That's pretty good. My latest blood work has finally crept into the normal range for all measures. That implies that all my "bad" bone marrow is dead and the "good" bone marrow is beginning to make up for lost time. That's really good. If that proves to be true then there is the possiblity that round six's four treatments will be my last. Rejoice! Whenever the chemo ends there will be yet another bone scan for tumors. When all that information comes in the doctor will be able to decide whether or not I'm in remission. It'll be fun. Yeah.
Of course there are a few hinks in the process. My allergies are acting up so I sound like a bull frog. The allergies created a little scare of the pneumonia variety. Pneumonia is an automatic ticket back to the hospital. I do not have pneumonia. Dodged that one. It's actually nice that the biggest trauma in my life at the moment is my malfunctioning cellphone. That and there is the small matter of April 15 (18) creeping up. I'm not procrastinating. If I was procrastinating I'd be tidying up the apartment and reorganizing my library. I still prefer Dewey, if you're interested.
And now it's time for Ru Paul's Drag Race followed by Rachel Maddow. Monday is Ladies Night. See you later and wish me luck.