Everything looked good, so in spite of my cold and very low fever (99.2°), I was given the go-ahead. But the GREAT news is that my tumors were significantly smaller than when I had my first chemo two weeks ago. It's working! Good news too, that they gave me a different anti-nausea drug that really works. I'm somewhat flaky—two martinis—and tired, but this is such an improvement that I feel almost like dancing. It's those martinis.
Last night I checked the shower drain as I have every night this week. Uh oh. Lots of extra hair. It won't be long—literally. So I went online and ordered a hoodie that reads "I fight like a girl."