My husband's book shelf - all non-fiction, and I didn't even include the economic treatises he favours.
And then there's my bookshelf
And then there's my bookshelf
This week the oncologist felt that I had done enough chemo- I was not going to get Cycle 11 and Cycle 12. I've talked before about the effects of the chemo on my fingers, but you know it is a sad situation when you knot your pyjama bottoms and then can't untie it to go to the bathroom. No more chemotherapy for me. Yay? Yes, a bit of an anti-climax, but I still get to ring the "end-of-chemo" bell and get confetti thrown on me by my chemo nurses. My doctor also had in her hand the results of my post-chemotherapy MRI and it showed that there was a reduction in the tumour, it looked less dense than before and above all it looks like the volume of the tumour decreased by about 75%. Yay to that for sure! Considering I didn't feel that anything was changing I was very happy about the result. Next on my list: surgery. She said that although my blood counts are low in some areas, she felt that if I wanted to have surgery that day, I was well enough to do it. Me? We
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I'm not sure you can generalize this to all men and women, though. In our house, Neil's bookshelf has books on art therapy and Irish poetry (among other things) and mine has quite a few economic treatises. But it's true that I read more novels than Neil does, and our son prefers non-fiction, whereas our daughter reads more fiction. So maybe we do fit your theory...
Sally