Thank you very, very much!
Once again my online presence has become a little rare, as I haven’t been in top form. There’s something I don’t want to delay any further, though, and that is telling you, my friends (and total strangers even!), a heartfelt thanks for supporting me and my blog! You might have noticed that the ‘Donate’ link on the left disappeared pretty quickly; that’s because within a couple of days I had enough funds to renew my web hosting account for three whopping years! I could now add another item to my pre-Christmas post, Stuff that makes me cry: your generous contributions, many accompanied by lovely comments, moved me to tears!
I’m also very grateful to my host, Lunarpages, for a really great offer, which worked out at just under 180 Dollars for 39 months. I don’t have to worry about my blog’s demise for a very long time to come! Oh, and I mustn’t leave out Lunarpages’ billing specialist Randy Tarpley, who I had the pleasure dealing with before. (At the time he had gone faaaar out of his way to present a friend with a birthday gift while he was supposedly enjoying his day off!). He restored my belief in genuine customer care – and I’m also very happy to say that he has become a friend in the process! Randy, you certainly rock, too!!
Well, and on other fronts (or should I rather say the front), I’m still labouring with the aftereffects of last Friday’s chemo. Occasionally it’s been so bad that I was wondering whether they’d given me an overdose. But to sweeten things a little, we have a very dear house guest this week, my sister is visiting for a week from Germany. It’s a pity that this turned out to be one of my worst weeks so far, but there’s nothing one can do. I’ll just have to enjoy it as much as I can. – and I do!
Next Friday will see my last treatment in this first cycle. I can’t wait to get a break and hopefully regain some of my strength and energy. And of course I’m anxious to learn whether all the torture has had any effect…
The time since my diagnosis (exactly 75 days ago) has an almost surreal feel to it. Two and a half months don’t sound all that long, but they seem like forever to me. Even so, every single day passes awfully quickly although I would expect time to crawl with all the slouching I’m doing. Really, really strange…