The evening of the day I wrote my last post, my uncle's mom suddenly died. My dad's mom died in the seventies, so she was a grandmother for me and I loved her. I couldn't go to the funeral because I'm still too weak. My aunt came back from Sicily, where she was supposed to spend a month, just in time, because I got worse. An oncologist visitied me at home and gave me drops for my left lung, and I'm trying to eat more. On wednesday Tati will come visit, and on friday I'll start a new chemo.
My hair is slowly growing back in funny soft tufts. It's cute to touch. Speaking of, Sakura spends all her time in bed with me, guarding my every movement.
It's been a very long month, can't wait for september!