what to say

Hi everyone.
 I have not written for awhile, because I really did not know what to say. I have been down for the count for about 4 weeks. I really did not expect to be so sick after radiation so I was not emotionally prepared for it at all. I like it when they say you will be sick for a bout a week  or this is what is going to happen. I know that there are no guarantees in anything, just was not ready .
I was so fatigued that I stayed on the couch or my bed for about 2 1/2 weeks. Then I thought I was getting better and then bang back down again. As of the last 2-3 days I have had more energy, less cough and feel more like myself. Last Thursday they took me off the Tamoxifen and we will re visit that later next month. I had so much prednisone in my system that I could not tell if all I was feeling was the T or the P. All I know is it was to much for me. My heart was beating fast, felt light headed, week, I could go on and on , but I wont. Enough to say I felt bad. Prednisone makes me cry alot also so everyone had to put up with that to.  I see both of my Oncologists next week. One will be talking to me about my lungs, which I believe are so much better. He would call each week and say " you will feel so much better next week" :)   NEXT WEEK.
The other one will talk to me about the Tamoxifen. I will try it again, just not with the prednisone.
Well this is a boring entry to my blog. That is why I have not put anything in it for awhile. The next one will be more fun.

This is a picture of my Mom and Dad, My sister and my brother. I am the one in diapers on my Moms hip. ( Funny thought, I still had my own nipples then :) Who would have thought that this family would have gone through so much. My parents are what have made me how ever strong I am. My Dad even being blind could do ANYTHING. He is my hero