They say that laughter can be curative and healing. I really hope so. I had more nightmares last night.
Imagine someone you love being swallowed by a giant fish-lizard. Imagine going for a scenic drive, getting lost, and the only way back is to drive up a road that is at least 80 degrees at the angle. Imagine watching people fall hundreds of feet, but then miraculously getting up and walking away. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm
So to cap things off, here's a little giggle about what it's like to have chemo-induced confusion, compliments of one of my OC sisters. Peace and God Bless