Well, this week marks my second to last treatment.   I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.  This makes me so very happy and scared at the same time.  I am happy I have more chemo behind me than in front of me.  I assume I will have to take chemo pills at some point, but the big bad infusions will be done.  I think the Red Devil is working alright... the doctor says  the edges are less defined, more squishy, and spongy.  She seemed happy about that. Maybe these last 2 will be the ticket.  I always have to be a tough cookie don't I?!?   What makes me scared are the scans coming up at the end of the chemo.  I am afraid they will find it in more places.  This apparently is a phenomenon called scanxity.  Who knew...  it helps that I see the friendly faces of my co-workers to see me through.  The last 153 days have been interesting to say the least.  I had a cold that turned into a sinus infection last week and needed antibiotics.  I was worried it wouldn't clear up and they would postpone chemo, but it seemed to do the trick and I am feeling much better.  It was a little rough with that plus the chemo side effects.

My dear brother, Adam, got tested and he came back positive for BRCA2 as well.  Dang it!  I was so hoping he wasn't going to have it.  I guess you can't change genetics.  Just have to accept and be proactive.  That's all you can do.  I worry about our kids.  

On a positive note... I think I will have to start shaving my legs again soon.  All winter I went with the smoothest, softest legs and skin, but I felt a few prickles and low and behold there's hair growing back already!  Who knew I would be so happy to shave these legs again... I am sure that will be short lived, but do you know what that means?  My hair.... my hair on my head seems to be fuzzier.  Now that made me even more excited!  The first 2 rounds of the red devil it was falling out more and is one of the side effects... I thought I was going to be Mr. Clean soon.  I wasn't expecting this for 2 months since I lost the eyebrows and eyelashes a few weeks ago.  I am tired of looking sick with the bald head and bags around my eyes.  Frankly I am tired of being sick and tired, but this made me super happy for some reason.  I hope it grows fast.

I meet with the surgeon the first week in April.  I guess that's next week already.  Then I can set a surgery date for the mastectomy.  When I met with the plastic surgeon he said typically they do reconstruction 3 to 6 months after radiation (6 weeks after the mastectomy).  I am going to Disney world in the fall, so I am thinking after I get back from that I will do the reconstruction.  Man this is a long road!  Next time I am here I will get to ring the 🔔  bell stating I am done with chemo!  Well that's all I have for now! 

With love,

Ang