This morning I vacuumed. Well, sort of. I rolled our heavy yellow Hoover over near the living room window where Carl the Rescue Ficus™ resides
On April 12, following my last radiation treatment, I went live on Facebook so that everyone who had been supporting me could watch me ring
28 of 28!!! In the waiting room. Probably another 30-ish minutes before I ring the final treatment bell.
Twenty-freakin’-seven of twenty-freakin-eight.
Radiation treatment 23 of 28. Stepping down on the steroids is greatly reducing puff levels. At least there’s something good to report. Got a hospital
Labs at 10:00 am, but radiation not until 1:40. Major ugh. Also, someone tell my veins to cooperate this morning. I’m in no mood. I