Rough three days! I felt absolutely miserable, even wondering if this feeling would ever end. But Thursday morning was different, and I became aware that I had more energy as the day progressed. Maddy came over at noon to celebrate her 15th birthday (a week delayed) with pizza, neapolitan ice cream and cake. I ate it all. And managed some pool time later in the afternoon. I believe that the prednisone helps me during the first week after chemo, but it would certainly have helped the second week, but I didn't ask. Now I'm done and I will have another 10 days or so of regaining energy before seeing my trio of doctors during the last few days of June who are guiding me to wellness. Today, I'm glad to be among the living.