Monday is test day ... again

Monday includes a trip to the doctor's office. I'll get stuck with a needle as a nurse draws blood. The blood test will reveal how my cell counts are doing. Chances are I'll need some sort of shot. I'm guessing the white blood cell count will be OK. The red probably will show I'm still anemic. ...
On a scale of 1 to 10, my weekend started out at about a 3 but ended up at about a 6. My taste buds are starting to work again. I'm thinking I'll be feeling up to an 8 or so by mid-week. I hope so because I'm planning on having lunch with some friends. Plus, my daughter's birthday is this week. She'll be 29. Amazing. ...
My hair and mustache are still growing. The chemo could zap my hair at any moment, but so far so good. If I make it until week's end, I'm guessing I'll be OK ~ at least until my next treatment. ...
Your prayers have helped keep my spirits up these past few months. Please keep sending them out. I have no doubt they are being received.