The almost true exploits of an intrepid spinster and her stitching...and all of the things that make up her crazy, happy, quiet little life.
I hope that your day goes better this time. It seems so crazy that one treatment can go so well and the next just be a physical disaster. Hugs!
Even your poor hand looks bruised. Good luck today! Just keep those cups of damn good floating in your mind. And take a snoozy nap....dream of Stewey.
Bless your heart, dear Coni... Hope you can recover yourself today and take advantage of time off tomorrow. The damn goodstock must really be going up...
God bless you and your poor abused arm! This ain't for sissies Coni is it?!
Dear Coni . . . So sorry that some days the process is rough. Wish I could sit near by and encourage you . . . or at least make you laugh as you do for me so often.
Oooh and ouch! Hope the aftermath wasn't so bad this time - apart from the bruises! We'll have to call you Rocky! Hang in there kiddo - you are doing great - seconds away next round! xx
Hope things went better for you yesterday, Coni! You are in my thoughts and prayers.
Your poor arm! You have such a good attitude that I forget just what a horrible illness you are dealing with. You are in my thoughts xo
Coni, can I just say it? You are incredibly brave, trusting, resilient and STRONG. Dang. I can't even imagine having the wherewithal to do what you are doing. Day. After. Day. To do a tough thing once is brave enough. When you don't know what the experience will be like, you just hope for the best and get on with it. But to know what you are facing and do it time and time again. I do hope that you know just how amazing you are. You inspire me. And I am speechless. Thank you.