Thrush

Thrush has arrived. I have a lovely white tongue, and no sense of taste. This is the point in my life I will eat my brussel sprouts, because they taste just like cake. I'm hoping it doesn't get too bad by Monday, when I will call the Onc to get something for it. I don't like calling after hours care. I always feel like I'm waking someone up.

Prince Charming took Princess M to the Av's game tonight. Grampa went, and they met up with the Fresh Prince and his lovely lady. It's sad I couldn't be there, but there is always next year.

Mom kidnapped me and forced me out of the house. Just through the drive thru at Wendy's for a frosty. Best darn frosty I ever had. I almost even tasted it. And it was great to get out of the house, even just for a few.

I'm hoping for an easy weekend. Lots of healing in store!