Love and Buttons

It’s chemo day again. Number eleven. Feels like it came fast this time. Neuropathy continues and may be accelerating. The Oxalyplatin is gone but now I know that the nerve damage is just that, damage. I read all about it online. Scary prospects. Hands and feet. Will he play the piano again? Play golf again? Be able to drive if the damage doesn’t slow down? And the other things that he does with these hands, these precious sensitive hands? Again, Cancerland is blind to sex. They talk about being able to button buttons but what about being able to create pleasure? What would upset you more: buying pullover shirts or giving up sex?