No Mo’ Chemo

French Word(s) of the Day: jamais encore (jah-may on-core)- never again

That chemo thing I’ve been doing is finally done.  Most of you probably know this because I’ve been posting it on every social media outlet available to me.

My mom and Alyssa came over to my apartment afterwards.  Alyssa wrapped me in a huge “Congratulations!” banner, which went very well with the Disney Princess tiara and balloon she brought.  I looked appropriately festive.

You guys should appreciate that I'm putting aside my vanity to properly illustrate how to wear a Congrats banner.
You guys should appreciate that I’m putting aside my vanity to properly illustrate how to wear a Congrats banner.

They all warned me that the last chemo session would be the worst because it’s cumulative, and they were right.  Rocio asked me if I was going to work the next day, and I said, “I’ve been up for 20 minutes and I’ve already thrown up twice, so probably not.”

I spent the rest of weekend lying very still on the couch finishing the second season of Scandal (which lives up to its name).  Christine, being a proper best friend, came over to hang out with me for a little bit and helped reintegrate me to the world of solid foods.

But things have begun to go back to normal.  My friends all took me out last night for a post chemo shot (of alcohol… no more medicine, please).  It was a night of merriment and I finally got to dance without feeling sick.

Thank God.

What’s up next?  I’ll start another medicine shortly for maintenance, and I fully plan on going into remission directly afterwards.  (Pretty much the second after I start it.)

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