I’m grateful to my neighbors who, after learning about my diagnosis a few months back, have coordinated on sharing home-cooked meals with our family. At this point, six different households on our street have given us meals. That is really cool actually, just to reflect on this generosity and kindness.

Tonight, as I ventured out on a walk with the dog, I ran into the neighbor who orchestrated all the meal-sharing, and I heartily thanked her. I felt self-conscious about being out and about, acting so healthy and … non-cancer-y. (Like, wait, was my “serious illness” just a ruse, to get a bunch of free food?) I explained that my chemo infusions have been on a bit of an unplanned pause … that my next infusion will be this Thursday, and after that I’ll be properly incapacitated for several days. (Seriously, I have cancer .. I swear!)

I am eager to get back on track with the treatment plan. I’m all done with whatever was bothering me last week. My appetite has returned with much intensity; I’m happy to see my weight going back up again, day by day.