Dear Cancer, In 2008, you reared your ugly head. I always knew you would. Eventually. At 28 it was daunting to hear. I went from a wife and mom just living her life, to being scared and constantly plastering fake
We are finally hitting the end. This last month has been an emotional rollercoaster for me and my poor family probably wants to strangle me by now. I knew from the beginning that 6 rounds was very probable, but you still
I’m trying to play catch up, so unfortunately this post won’t be as complete as my Round 1 and Round 6 posts. 3 of the rounds went pretty smoothly and then round 5 hit. Round 5 has been the worst so far.
June 5 :: I was so exhausted yesterday from not sleeping Tuesday night (stupid steroids), I even slept through chemo. Came home and took a short nap before life resumed. Went to bed at 10:30pm last night and now I
June 3 :: Day 1 of round 3 of chemo. Trucking along.