It also marks 78 days in lockdown because of Covid-19.
Why don’t I count the cancer life in days? If I did it would be 2,557. That’s a lot of days.
Things are bumpy on this roller coaster. My latest scans showed likely progression in both the brain and lungs, so we are mulling over next steps.
I’ve never been good at predicting the course of events - I never would have imagined, 1 (or 7) years ago what today would be like.
So, I hope to see you all back here when I write “eight.” Let’s hope we will find that things are sorted by then: vaccine widespread, lives calm, bellies fed, roofs over heads, justice served, and cancer cured.
