A new year

I celebrated a quiet new year's eve: roast chicken and prosecco for dinner, a wild Scrabble game (I got 62 points for "juggled," winning the game), and watched the last bit of a movie on tv.

My lymphedema continues to improve slowly, so I can wear the sleeve and glove for much of the day. I still need to bandage at night and hence don't sleep well, even with help from better living through chemistry.

If I was the kind of person who made new year's resolutions, I would no doubt aim to have more patience for the daily tribulations of living in cancerland.