cancer – day 211

All I did last night was rest. And get caught up on Dancing with the Stars. 🙂

I forgot the power cord for my computer behind my desk at Mark’s, so I couldn’t play World of Warcraft or write my journal or post the blog. So today I’ve been relaxing with the cats, cleaning house a bit, and I went for a little walk around the flat part of my property (which is basically just the yard and driveway). I drove back to Sac to go to the milonga at TBTR, but by the time I got back, my port was really sore. It’s black and blue from the port a good five or six inches down my chest. Hemotoma. And wow, is it sore. The last thing I want is guys poking their shoulder into my port because they don’t know how to lead from the body. Turns out Mark was sore from bike riding, so he didn’t want to go to the milonga either. So instead we stayed in. Hope my port feels better tomorrow . . . we’re supposed to go to San Francisco for Mark to meet a bandoneon player and then dance at a milonga.