Count down to V-day + update

I planning the menu for our spectacular Valentine's Day celebration. First a gourmet (okay, maybe not), home cooked meal on fancy plates with fancy drinks. Then off to the spa for massages and thermal baths. Aaaaahhhh, I'm relaxed just thinking about it. It is seriously stressful to worry about whether or not your cancer is back + how many times needles will enter my body/will I faint? So next weekend I'm putting it all behind me in favor of more favorable things - like home cooked meals (with chocolate) and the spa.

My doctors tell me that tomorrow afternoon I can probably go home! Yeah! I will have to come right back on Monday morning, but I'm thinking about it. Of course I can always spend another night here at the hospital - they don't care either way. Weird.

I've been comparing German hospitals to American ones over and over for the past few months. The other day I realized that I've never stayed in an American hospital. Ever. I've been to the ER once for few hours, but that doesn't count. You could count when I was born...hmmm... nope doesn't count either. I've never been admitted to an American hospital, only German. Now that my friends is a weird bit of trivia about myself.

I'm feeling well and am enjoying movies, hot tea and playing with the controls on the hospital bed. (I pretend like I'm on the craft-matic adjustable bed commercial -hours of entertainment I tell ya. )