I rocked it this weekend and was pretty much my old self. Side effects have all but disappeared. The only reminders that I have cancer came from our refrigerator (which is bursting with food-filled tupperware, thank you everyone), my port (curses!), and my hair cut (not for long!). I'm going to try to work a normal week, except of course for chemo day itself (Wednesday).
Today I finally went through all of my piles of cancer crud, and one of the things I found were the data from my blood work. I am missing data from the day of my surgery, but you can count on me to ask for it at my next visit. That data point is important because it was taken right before chemo started. But even with the mere two data points that I have, you can see what can only be the effect of chemotherapy on my neutrophils:
Please note that I've added a feature at the bottom of the page, which is a list of the books I've read since the diagnosis. Not that you'll want to follow along, but it might be interesting to see if a theme develops that particularly relates to my present situation. These first two books couldn't be more different, but a survivor theme is definitely present.