Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over...

The usual horrible side effects came once more after my last chemo...an overall feeling of being beaten. I always say to Steve "I feel like you put me in a burlap bag and beat me with a baseball bat!". To which he always replies "Why bother with the burlap bag?".

In addition to the usual suspects, I came down with an awful fever which kept me vacillating between sweats and chills and warranted a trip to the ER to check my blood levels and rule out an infection. That infection turned out to be a sinus infection, where under 'normal' circumstances, my body wouldn't have reacted so extremely. Fighting a 101+ fever for 48 hours is not fun, but after as much time on antibiotics, my fever finally broke and the feeling is like a rebirth!

In a way, it's a poignant last reminder for me to never take for granted good health!

"For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.

A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.

A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.

A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.

A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.

A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.

A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.

A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace." Ecclesiastes 3:1-8