I went for chemo today just because. I mean, why not! No, I was scheduled to be there. Sometimes I wonder if my doctor thinks I'm a crazy person. I sometimes wave my hands wildly. But he just pats me gently on the back and really, that's a good idea... if you think you're dealing with a crazy person. ACT LIKE IT'S ALL OK.
I desperately craved a vegetable plate when I got home tonight so we went and got one because on Chemo Day, I am the Queen of Everything. What I really wanted was my grandmother's mashed potatoes, her very very buttery potatoes. Ingredients: Butter, Butter, MORE FREAKIN BUTTER, potatoes, milk, salt. But I'll never have my grandmother's mashed potatoes again.
I ordered butter on the side tonight and the mashed potatoes were pretty good but, of course, not the same as Memaw's.
Well, I am about over that three hour nap I took earlier so I guess I should go to bed.