I have my good days and bad days, mostly bad days. Kinda like an oscilloscope. Sunday we tried to go to the casino in Wetumpka, we got as far as Tallasee and I just couldn't go on. We tried again Monday and all was well. Today I was feeling yucky again. Lori told me that chemotherapy would get worse with each infusion, and she is right as usual. She did figure that I may be able to be finished by sometime in October. I can't imagine how bad I'll be feeling by then. God will give me what I need to get through this. That does not mean that I like it...