Twas indeed a red letter day. When I awoke today I grabbed my phone to see what time it was and I had slept unencumbered by discomfort for 14 hours. I felt good. I was also hit with a long absent sensation; thirst.
Taking in fluids is difficult as even water tastes of bilge. I decided to go for it and grabbed my water bottle. I was rewarded with crisp, clean watery deliciousness. I drained the 22 oz bottle.
Week 3 into my chemo break I dared to hope that my long departed sense of taste might be returning so I sauntered into the kitchen and grabbed 2 Yoplait mixed berry yogurts and, lo and behold, the snozzberries tasted like snozzberries.
A miracle's a miracle no matter how small.
A lovely day indeed.
