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It's T time!

Hello, I have officially 5 of 8 chemos under my belt. Three more to go. That feels good to type! The good news is that the T treatment doesn't make me nauseous. The bad news is that it does make me super tired and achy, down to my bones, like the way your body feels when you have the flu. Trade-offs, my friends, but thank g-d for my medical 🌿!

Wednesday-Friday was admittedly little rough. When I'm physically unwell, it can really make me feel emotionally bummed out. But despite the creaky bones, I am happy to report that I had a great time seeing my cousine Roxane this past week, who was visiting with her boyfriend Larry! It was so lovely to see her, though I did feel bad that I'm not at normal energy and couldn't really hang so much. Larry keeps Kosher, so on Thursday, we did have a nice dinner together at Izzy's, a Kosher BBQ joint in Brooklyn*:



After that, we swung by Butter and Scotch, a dessert bar/actual bar where our friend Elena works. We had some delicious cake, and Elena through in some unicorn cookies for us. Thanks Elena! :



On Friday, I took Roxane and Larry down for a quick tour of Coney Island before they headed off to Vegas (and then LA):


After that, I picked up G at work, and we headed to the city to meet Alan and his boyfriend Russell for a free dance performance by one of Grisha's friends at Lincoln Center Out of Doors. Greg's dance pal Caleb and his company did an amazing job, and the weather was perfect. After the performance, we got dinner with the boys, but not before Alanchik insisted on having a pre-dinner gelato:


It was a nice night. Greg and I slept in this morning, and then we actually headed out and rented a REVEL scooter and scooted on over to the Cadman Plaza Farmer's Market:


We picked up some heirloom tomatoes from Fred, a farmer that Grisha worked for back in college. Soon, we're headed out to meet our friends Adèle and Christian, who are visiting from Toronto, and our friend Liz, who is visiting from uptown, in Prospect Park. All in all, despite the occasional aches, a pretty good Saturday. And now that I feel like I semi-have my body back, my state of mind is already on the up and ups.

I'm hoping I'll bounce back even more and have a little more energy next week, as G and I will be celebrating our FIRST wedding anniversary on Monday! Definitely not what we anticipated for year one, but boy, nothing validates a relationship like being able to go through cancer with someone 💙.

*Whenever Roxane and my tata Aline and tonton Roland are in town, we always go eat BBQ, usually at Hometown. It was fun to be able to keep with the tradition, and Izzy's actually held up!

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