So the first thing I forgot about Taxol, is that through some weird paradox, you actually feel better than when you started. Or one of the accompanying drugs helps out immensely. I’m pretty sure I remember that changing, but for right this moment, my pain scale is about 2. And the sad face for this moment is:
I still can’t sleep.
I’m thinking of making bagels but the bread machine is loud.
Zucchini bread in the crockpot maybe? Hmm.