It is 2 in the morning and I’m listening to BBC 3 replay Purcell: When I am Laid in Earth(Dido a Aeneas) and my mind goes to ‘is this the music I would want at my funeral?” Why have my thoughts gone to this? I’m comfortable in bed and I realize I have no symptoms. Where have they gone? No nausea, no constipation, no diarrhea and no weird cancer fog. Chemo must not be working. Wait a minute, it is 2 in the morning and I’m not asleep and my feet are tingling away. Whew. For a minute I thought I was dead.
Tags: Feelings? lots of those