Radiation days down:
About halfway there... and my hair started to fall out this week. Sorry that it is all I blog about but it's a huge deal to me. I just want it to fall out where its going to and just get it over with. And yes, those are my hospital bands that I get each day... after we drive over an hour to get there!
My dad and I went swimming the other day and there was a frog. He was not a fan, but I was. I was hoping he was prince charming...
Having cancer is a weird experience. On one hand I want to go back to my life but I know I never really will. My cancer isn't the kind that goes into "remission" - it's just stable, or unstable, but it's always there. It's inoperable, and unfortunately (trivia) the brain does not have cells to come clean up dead cells like the rest of your body. Pretty crazy, I know. So even if the radiation kills the cells, the shape of the tumor that is there will always be there. We'll just have to compare MRIs for changes. But anyway, it's pretty nuts. I'll always have cancer.
Keep calm & carry on --
Listening to: My Body by Young and the Giant