End of week 3...

I needed a break, and Russ and his wife graciously had me over for dinner again. It was a much-needed escape from the hotel, and I got to play with the dogs. These moments allow me to feel normal and not just like the sick guy at the hotel.

Luckily, with the magic mouthwash, I’ve been able to continue eating solid foods. However, much of my taste has faded. I can still feel the texture of whatever I’m eating, but anything sweet is completely lost on my palate. A Reese’s peanut butter cup now tastes like straight cardboard. I can still taste salt, but any kind of sweetness is gone.

One more round of radiation and a meeting to end my week, then a couple of days to recover again.

I still have enough energy to walk back and forth to the hospital, and I’ve enjoyed those walks since the weather has been mild.

This weekend, my sister has been my caretaker. I wanted to get out of the hotel for a bit, and the weather was perfect, so we headed to a place with outdoor seating. I still wore a hoodie to protect my neck, but the hours of fresh air were much needed. My sister-in-law joined us, giving us some extra company while I simply enjoyed being outdoors.