Sunday Morning! These last chemo days are all the same. I have 23 days to go until my last chemo. So, for 23 days I will get worse every day. My "good days" between chemos have dwindled to about 4. I am so lucky the begining of this didn't come with all these horrible symptoms. They were pretty easy. Now I am paying! This is all based on statistics, they don't even know whether there is any cancer left to kill or not! There is no simple test that doesn't involve the equivilent of 400 X-Rays. For now I am pretty amazed when I wake up in the morning. I am still alive! My mouth is totally dry, my hands throb, more of the same! I wonder if the Gulf Coast can feel that cancer that is spewing forth and killing untold numbers of creatures? You know it does!