Feeling good

Here's a little health report. Although I still don't get sudden urges to jump up and act silly with the girls, I am no longer feeling exhausted, which is great. My lungs are definitely getting better each day, which is also good news (it means whatever has been bugging them is going away). My toes are still tingly and a bit numb, but that too is getting better (which I don't necessarily think is good news - I jammed my big toe this weekend, so as the numbness goes away it kind of hurts).

I cleaned my bullet wound this morning and was disappointed to find out that the doctor only gave me 2 stitches. I mean, seriously! After 6 months of chemo I don't think a manly amount of stitches is too much to ask for. Two stitches is just sissy.

They told me I should be careful about lifting things for a few days, and I think I'll listen. It doesn't hurt at all, but the fact that I had a tube stuck in a major artery for 3 months makes me a bit concerned about how fast that hole can securely close. I have images of me lifting a too-heavy-bag of groceries and suddenly having blood squirting out of my chest. But maybe I'm paranoid. Mathilde did just make me help her move a piano across the room and there isn't any blood gushing yet. I love the way she keeps presenting me with small challenges.