So, tomorrow is chemo #6 of hopefully 8. Trust me it does not get any easier each time. Each morning before, I wake up sick to my stomach and would rather be anywhere else in the whole world besides chemo. It is no.fun.period.
Pretty soon I will start to broach the subject on what happens when I’m done, and how we know I truly am “done.” I also see my surgeon this week and pray everything goes well. Also that the lump under my mastectomy scar is the same size and hopefully still nothing to worry about.
Since all this has started I have turned into a person that worries…a lot. Everyday I am scared I will get a phone call or a letter in the mail with bad news. I’m scared almost daily….and that’s no way to live. I wish it was something I could easilly change, but sadly I can’t. Everyday I just try my best to think positively and pray for the best. That’s all I can do…that’s all anyone can really do.
Here are Sophies graduation photos I got today. It will be a year I’ll always remember and nothing made me happier than seeing her beautiful face:) All grown up and ready for Kindergarten.