Pills, pills and more pills

I hate pills. I hate 'em, I hate 'em, I hate 'em. But because I have chemotherapy, I'll take 14 pills Monday. I'll take another 14 on Tuesday before getting back to my "normal" 10 a day. ...
Monday is my last dose of chemo. It's the last bomb we send in to kill the enemy (I'm sounding like my co-worker and friend Jedwin!). In three weeks we'll see if we've destroyed this monster. Please keep me in your prayers. ...
The test on my thyroid came back normal. So I guess maybe a fast heart rate is normal for me. I've always had a fast pulse. ...
I talked to an old friend from high school this weekend. You may remember me mentioning him. He's the guy who had both legs broken in an accident. Saturday was the first time we'd spoken in about 30 years. We were best of friends at Murphy High School in North Carolina. Why'd we go that long without talking? Neither one of us came up with an answer. But we won't go another 30 years without talking. ...
I know I ask for a lot of prayers, but that's what you get when you come here, so please keep my daughter and her unborn child in your prayers. Thanks!