Turns out, the little c might actually be a medium C (still not to the BIG C yet, tho!), and there might be some more chemo in my future. If that's not frustrating enough on its own, the stress of not knowing what's going on has made reading very difficult for me right now. What should be a wonderful, fantastic escape for me has turned into a discouragement as all of my energy for the day is pretty much spent before I get a chance to get home and read. You wouldn't think reading should take any energy at all, but I sit down and fairly regularly just fall asleep, sometimes with a book open in my lap.
So, anyone waiting on reviews, please bear with me. They're coming. I'll get caught up. I just need to get to next Monday and find out more about what's going on with my body. I think once I have a plan of attack, things will begin to fall into place and I'll be able to get back to my regularly scheduled reading program.
In the meantime, for all of you out there, happy reading!