Super Sunday

Today was an anniversary around our house. Twenty years ago, on Super Bowl Sunday 1986, I asked Lynn to marry me (I waited until halftime, not to miss any of the Chicago victory). She said yes, and we wed in September. Happy anniversary, Lynn. ...
The bloating from chemo has gone down. I gained 10 pounds over three days ~ water weight, which was all gone this morning. I was starting to look like Uncle Fester from "The Addams Family." I keep waiting for the side effects of chemo to smack me upside the head, but so far I'm truckin' right along. How long will this last? I'll keep my fingers crossed and you keep praying. It seems to be working (that, along with the anti-nausea meds). ...
I shaved what was left of my facial hair before going to church today. I sometimes look in the mirror and am not sure who's looking back at me. I'd say my dad, except for the earring. ...
I have four doctor appointments and five radiation treatments this week, so it will be a busy one. Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers. Thanks!