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Sunday 12\/10\/23<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n I<\/strong>t’s been two days since my first radiation treatment and have started experiencing some side effects. Just a couple actually, I’m urinating more frequently and not as much and was far more tired both Friday and Saturday nights than usual. Not sure if this is attributed to lack of sleep on Thursday but honestly it does feel good to sleep longer. Usually, I’m up half a night just lying in bed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Monday 12\/11\/23<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/strong>Second treatment is about 18 hours away and I’m not feeling much different than yesterday. But for the first time during any illness, I’m wishing it had come over the summer. The other illnesses were over my heart problems and summer was a terrible time to miss as I was generally laid up. With this cancer I can still get out but the weather has been creepy. No snow, just cold. And how I yearn to sit in the stands at a ball game at Comerica Park<\/strong> on a nice sunny afternoon. That would take my mind off a lot of things.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Linda H, <\/strong>a lifelong friend, text me last night (whatever happened to regular phone calls) and told me about the ‘Barry Manilow, A Very Barry Christmas’<\/strong> being televised on NBC.<\/strong> Me, I like Barry. Her, well she calls him ‘watching paint dry’<\/strong> music. We both know it’s her way of checking in on me, without checking in on me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n