My friend Liz and I went on a gym date, and I told her I wanted to weigh myself, because I think the treatments are making me lose weight.
She stepped on the scale first, and when the number stopped, she held out three fingers to me.
"Three pounds lost??" I asked.
"Yep!!!" She was so excited.
Well, now it was my turn, snitches. And I'm all thinking that was a good omen, but when I step on and show HER the number 3, I have to say "Gained!" to clarify.
I mean, COME ON! It's almost like chemo isn't good for you!
If I can’t trust that, what can I trust???