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It wore off about halfway through browning the meat for the chili. I got a stool and tried to finish it sitting down, but my arm was too heavy. Oh, well. It got me out of the house for the first time in a long time, and I bought the kind of cheese I like that my husband never can find!

Actually, I still do feel a little better. I've been staring at the Christmas tree for the past 2 weeks wishing the ornaments would take themselves down and put themselves away--why is it that so many folks enjoy decorating a tree but disappear when it's time to take it down? I wouldn't have allowed them to put so much stuff on it had I realized--anyway, I've had the strength to take a few ornaments off at a time, wrap them up and put them in the box, so I might get it done by tomorrow.

All in all, it was worth it. I know now that I can have a treatment that will let me be human for a few hours. I'm due to meet my daughter (who is disabled) and her caregiver at her doctor's office Monday, so I'll ask for an infusion Monday morning.

Things taste pretty much the same--except coffee, which I can't think of without gagging--but I can't eat more than a few bites of anything. I've lost about 15 lbs, which isn't the end of the world, but it's a hell of a way to diet.