I feel good today, and we are going to a steak house for dinner. Pat lives in Las Cruces New Mexico where it is oddly difficult to find a good steak. And the Hyde Park Chop House, where we are going, has an extensive fish selection. I'm thinking about the macademia encrusted grouper.
I looked at my ativan supply and realized I have only gone through fifty since the prescription was issued on the third of December, so maybe I'm not as bad as I thought. I took one last night. (Damn the torpedoes.)
Off to get a little dressed up and go out on the town!
(Chemo #7 is on Thursday.)