Sunday morning, it happened again. Both girls and I laughed so hard that I nearly hurt myself. I realized, after all had calmed down, that I hadn't laughed that hard in over a month. Later yesterday, Kevin and the girls were gone, so I went to see Mom and Dad. As is typical for visiting them, there were quite a few laughs.
The past few days have made me realize that uninhibited, hard, tear-inducing laughter is something that cancer/chemo has stolen from me, and I think I miss it more than I miss my hair. I have two more days before my next round of chemo, and I plan to laugh every chance I get.
Having only four good days out of 14 will wake a person up to what is lacking. Laughter has been seriously lacking around here. I'll have to see what I can do about that. This goof ball usually helps in that department, even when demanding my attention that is being directed at blogging.