Day 2. I survived. Better than that. I feel pretty good, actually. Thanks to the amazing new medical advances in antinausea medicine, I was able to keep the nausea under control and the bathrooms (almost) sparkling. Your emails and comments kept me in good spirits, and my family kept me well-stocked in bottled water and giggles.
Oh, and I ordered some hats for my soon-to-be-bald head. I woke up this morning to find three hairs on my pillow, and freaked out — momentarily — but it’s undoubedly from the rapid weaning, not the chemotherapy! What a funny convergence!