267/365 : Demolished
That giant slice of very delicious Black Forest cake at Das Lokal didn’t stand a chance.
That giant slice of very delicious Black Forest cake at Das Lokal didn’t stand a chance.
Two days after I take my last “breakfast of champions,” I must self-administer an injection of Lapelga (pegfilgrastim), which helps my bone marrow produce white blood cells needed to help my body fight infection.
The weekend after chemo is always a little rough. Mild nausea, extreme fatigue, an overall feeling of “blech.” But this being sixth (and last!) edition I know how to handle it, especially when it’s rainy and I don’t feel any guilt about not being outside or otherwise out & about.
Just in time for the weekend, too. It’s nice to look at photos and read narrative on something that isn’t a screen for once.
In my neighbourhood, willows are increasingly rare, as most homeowners and builders have not planted them on their properties due to their excessive thirst and the long-term effects that can have on foundations. They only ones I’ve seen are in parks and wetlands, where they get adequate water can pose no harm to nearby homes.
Looking north across the Ottawa River towards the Gatineau hills. Looks like they’re getting the rain that we so desperately need.