Oh my, the time has come. Last night I cooked and ate for myself. I made a vietnamnese noodle dish with fresh greens and rare steak. I ate the whole meal! This morning I’ve woken up to the desire to make and eat an omelet. It just seems, luckily, that each day I find myself on a new rung of the ladder. Miraculously it is due to no fault of mine but rather to the body which just works its way back to stasis. Treatment was no walk in the park but I’ve found this post treatment period to be rough. I sleep a lot, I get dizzy in my head when I get up too quickly, and I feel kind of fuzzy. But then these little enjoyable changes, little notches up happen and I feel as if I’m returning. Now, let me take that nap...