Wow...it's been about 13 months that I haven't really been at work. Sure, there were weeks where I went in here and there, but nothing really serious. I would get to work one day and the next day I was pounded with chemo and asleep next to Rip Van Winkle for the next two weeks.
But this time I hope it sticks. The plan is to do 4-hour days for a few weeks and then bump it up to 6-hour days for a couple more weeks. By March...full time! Cross your fingers that the pill form of chemo I'll be on doesn't wear me out.
"He works hard for the money.
So hard for it, honey.
So, you better treat him right."