Today makes one week

This is day 7 of my first week on Hexalen. I'm happy to say I haven't missed a dose. Every day has brought its challenge, but only one at a time. I'm thankful. I'm coughing more, and it reminds me of the cough I had for months before the cancer was diagnosed. That was caused by fluid from the cancer that accumulated in the lung cavity. I'm praying this is something less menacing.

I have a fun challenge at work: writing a newsletter to keep a broad range of constituents informed about a significant development in one of our SIM regions. In the process, I'm learning a new software layout program. I've heard that learning new software is almost as good as doing crossword puzzles to preserve one's mind. Wouldn't that be nice!

I'm getting pretty tired of all the negative talk in our media. Reminds me of a statement by Theodore Roosevelt: "It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the [person] who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, and comes short again and again because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end triumph of high achievement; and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat."

Whatever else we may be, let us not be cold and timid souls!

Love,
Carol