Well we made it!

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Tomorrow is the day, my LAST chemo!!!  It has been a long ass 18 weeks, but we did it.  Well, mostly me that is.  I couldn’t have done it without all of you and your support, my cheerleaders and Frank squad.  I love you all.

Through this journey that I have been on since May, I have made new friends, reconnected with old friends, lost a few friends and became closer with our family.  It is truly an eye-opening experience to be on a journey and kicking cancer’s ass.  I have learned so much over the past few months, that I could probably write a book.  Maybe I will, you never know.

I am so beyond excited to be done with chemo tomorrow that I just might not sleep tonight. Strike that, I will just take an Ativan and be done with it.  I also get to say goodbye to Gavin, and my cold caps.  While I will miss my new British friend, I will not miss his amazing caps!  I also get to say peace out to Rod.  Ahh, bye Rod!

On top of today being my last day before chemo, we received some AMAZING news this afternoon. I had an appointment with my breast surgeon, and we didn’t really know what we were seeing her for but she didn’t want me to cancel.  She did an exam and didn’t feel any new masses, that was the first amazing news.  I had to go get imaging which I was hoping to get before surgery, so I was sent for a mammogram and ultrasound.

I had my mammo first, and let me tell you, childbirth hurts worse like I’ve said before.  I also asked the tech what happens if the machine doesn’t want to let go of your boob after you’re done.  You’ll be happy to know that there’s an emergency release button.  You’re welcome.  She was very happy to tell me (although wasn’t supposed to) that there were no new masses found and my original ones were basically gone.  They could only tell where they were by the titanium markers that were placed after my biopsy.  Amazing.

Then I had my ultrasound.  Even better news was that she could not see anything on my left breast.  There were NO VISIBLE MASSES FOUND.  It was even printed on a report.  Do you have any idea what that was like to hear those words?  I felt like the heavens opened up and I was poured fairy dust all over my body.  Or unicorn farts.  Either one.

All in all it was a fabulous meeting and I really felt like this chemo did it’s job and tomorrow is just the topper.  I know that I still have a long road ahead with surgery and Herceptin, then medicine for 5-10 years, I can do it.  I can pretty much take whatever you throw at me.  Cancer or pie, I like pie better.  Pumpkin….soon.

On the ride home from the doctor, my mom and I heard “Fight Song.” It couldn’t have been a more memorable time to hear that, and it was a new slower version. I literally bawled like a baby, because I did it.  I made it to the end.  I looked at my mom and she was crying too.  What a bunch of pussies we are.  I love it.

I am a fighter, I did it.  You did it with me.  Many thanks and love.  Followed by unicorn farts.




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