A Lot Can Happen in a Few Months

Dr. Berk shaved his head in solidaryity! What a country!

Just as I was ready to join life fully, I got a diagnosis for breast cancer, but a fully treatable version with a positive outcome. I’m eight weeks into chemo and will finish in February. That is a very long time to be pumped with drugs and steroids; however, I’ve been incredibly lucky to have most of my symptoms be very light with zero nausea. My tastes have changed and I’ve lost a little weight so let’s hope that keeps up.

My son came for two weeks and offered first class service to me and gave Jerry a break. Because of the pandemic, his San Fran tech company allows employees to work from home so he worked while he was here. Unfortunately, he leaves tomorrow, but is returning in January.

Because of the diagnosis, I celebrated my birthday in style with my great friends, many of whom I had largely ignored because of my job, or I met because of my job. Either way, I learned that I gave far too much of myself away.