Double Fisted & On the Rocks
🌼 Date: Thursday, February 26, 2026
⚡ Energy: Under the Weather but Still Showing Up
💝 Status: Sniffly, Sore, and Slightly More Filled
🤕 Outlook: If I’m Going to Feel Crappy, I Might as Well Be Symmetrical
I woke up this morning with a sore throat and a headache.
Awesome.
As much as I’ve kept myself tucked safely inside my little chemo-recovery bubble, apparently “the ick” did not get the memo. It found me anyway.
Because of course it did.
All I wanted to do was stay in bed, burrow under the covers, and pretend the world didn’t exist. But I had a plastics appointment, so I pulled it together, got dressed, and went like the brave little trooper I am.
Sniffles and all.
Silver lining? I got another fill.
They added 50cc on each side, which now puts me at 465cc.
For those of you following along with the conversion chart at home, that’s 15.724 ounces.
But we’re calling it 16 ounces.
I like my drinks cold — everything is on the rocks — so that extra quarter ounce is in there somewhere. I’m sure of it.
Which means I am now proudly sporting a couple of pounders.
Or as my dad would say… lagers.
These, however, are significantly more expensive than anything you’d find at the Rumplestiltskin store. (Sorry folks, that’s an inside joke that goes way back.)
And yes — at this point I can officially say I am double fisted at all times.
A true two-fisted drinker.
Did I expect cancer recovery to turn me into walking bar humor?
No.
But here we are.
All jokes aside, it felt good to move forward again. Even if I had to do it with a scratchy throat and a pounding head. Even if my body is fighting on multiple fronts this week.
Healing isn’t linear.
Sometimes it’s chemo recovery.
Sometimes it’s mystery sore throats.
Sometimes it’s just showing up anyway.
Today I showed up.
Sniffly. Achy. Slightly heavier.
But still moving forward.
💗 Tina –
One Badass Day at a Time
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