News from Hubby:
The cancers are shrinking nicely. I'm guessing the upsurge in symptoms is the various symptoms reacting. And maybe chemo side effects in and of themselves.
So the positive train is still the proper trip to be on.
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News from Hubby:
The cancers are shrinking nicely. I'm guessing the upsurge in symptoms is the various symptoms reacting. And maybe chemo side effects in and of themselves.
So the positive train is still the proper trip to be on.
The next roommate needs to not work from home, too, I think. Current roomie is on calls a lot, and when he isn't, I still feel like I can't turn on the TV or do homework. He makes me SO self conscious.
I hate that I'm complaining about him, because he really is a nice guy, and he's only here for a few more weeks, and he pays his rent (a bigger deal than I would have imagined a year ago), but I really can't wait for him to go.
I wish I could afford this (or any) place by myself. I dislike living with most people.
I miss my roommate Harry.
Glad to hear the news about the hubbie, Connie.
Great news Connie. Hope things get better soon, Sean.
That's a great train to be on, Connie!
Good news, Connie!
Great news, Connie!
I'm waiting for a call about the PET scan and blood work I had Thursday. I hovered over the phone all day. Doctors. We hates them.
I'm starting to seriously consider canceling this interview. There are just a whole lot of things that seem to be indicating that this wouldn't be the right job for me, in addition to the disorganization (this is not the first time in the interview process that they've done stuff last minute), and I'm also feeling kind of sick, and I've got a ton of work to do with my own students this week. I think I'll wait to see how the school responds to my email before deciding.
More cancer good news: my MIL's PET scan came back, and nothing else was found.
Yay for good cancer news! Boo for Daniel not getting the job he wanted. Sorry, Daniel.