I am so pitiful.  I feel bad for one and one half days and I am ready to quit. I had my shot today and can feel the bone pain coming.  I can’t wait for Saturday to get here because it is my family’s Thanksgiving and because I know I will feel better by then.  The up side of this cancer journey is that I have sooooo much more compassion for those that are in constant pain.  I cannot comprehend how difficult it must be. When I hear news of a cancer diagnosis (which I do all the time now) I am aware of the miracle of early detection.  My cancer is low level therefore, survivable.  My treatments, bad as they are, could be far worse.  I could have to undergo them for longer.  I read one story of a lady that had treatments for four years…she survived.  I am grateful to God this Thanksgiving season because it could’ve been my last.  He is so full of grace…