Time Flies.....

When you are having fun, or just leading a normal life! I don't even know where to start. I guess I should by saying thanks for reading. I don't know who you are but I know that there are a bunch of you still looking at this site.

So my last treatment, it was as horrible as the rest that week. I will see if I can explain. For those of you that ever went for a mammogram you know that machine, well picture that with radiation going into it and being squished to death for at least thirty minutes each day. Hurt so much I tried everything to keep my mind off it. I think I said the Rosary one day and counted to 60 a hundred times another. On my last day they gave me a certificate, (it's on the fridge, I am so proud of myself) and an Angel pin.

After that I went to work and was so excited I brought in ice cream for everyone to celebrate with me. Little did I know my co-workers planned a party and surprised me with a cake. They just get nicer by the day! There are even pictures! The ones I like the best are of my friend Ken wearing my wig. I spend half my nights just rubbing my head, I am so happy to have hair.

I think I look fine with no wig, but Joe and Dan say that I need to let it grow longer before they will be seen with me. I also need to dye it is way too dark with too much grey in front!

It is really strange I have become really emotional. I think I cried two or three times during the whole ordeal, and now that I am done, I just keep getting all choked up. I read some of your emails and cried. Got something from the cancer society and cried. Think of my friends wearing their pink cancer bracelets the whole time I went for treatment and cried. Think of all my parents, brother and aunt chubby have done for me and I am crying now. Now that I am typing this I can't even begin to thank everyone for all the presents, cards, emails, visits and calls I received in the last eight months.

Okay let me stop. I will complain instead. I still feel like I got beat up and I get these sharp, stabbing pains every so often. I really can't believe that this shit was good for me! Okay, I will stop complaining now too. You see it was my first full week of work and I am really tired now. But I just have to say, it is really good to be normal again!