Today is my last treatment of chemotherapy. I'm typing as fast as I can before my brother gets here to pick me up. I am very glad this is the last time I have to overcome my natural urge to simply run to the airport instead of going to the infusion suite. I'm supposed to get a T-shirt from the cancer center today, but if they don't give me one, that's okay. I'll still be able to remember that this happened to me.
2 comments:
YAY!
Celebrate good times c'mon!
(It's a celebrartion.)
There is joy in Cherrywood.
xxx
kat
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