Speaking Too Soon

My radiation nurse comes in for the hug when she sees me, and then pets my head (a move I have totally given her clearance for, since a. I love to be touched, and b. I'm very proud of my hair growing back so nicely). 

"So how's it going - fatigue, swelling, anything?" she asks as we sit down in the examination room.

"Well, I'm feeling like the fatigue has sort of leveled off, so maybe I'm getting used to it?" I say.

She makes a sympathetic face, and says, "Well, it tends to really kick in towards the end, so it might be a little early to say that."

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One year ago today: I Feel the Jerk

Two years ago today: The Evening Commute - One

Three years ago today: I Mean, We Can't Just Leave Them for the Eagles