Like a phoenix rising from a pile of kleenex

I wound up having an unusually bad reaction to the Zometa. That was the most painful 48 hours I've had, surgeries and chemo included. The pain was too much for good old Oxycodone. Desperate to keep my tiny meals down, I even wound up downing my old nemesis, the anti-nausea drug Compazine.

But it's almost over! It's sunny and snowing, and my husband's a hero, and my pets are cuddly (well, maybe not the snake).