Today my port works and we are set to chemo hard. In a few moments we will get my white count (which better be fine) and we will start the drips. Am I excited? No. Am I ready to feel terrible? Also no.
A few minutes ago my Dr. came by to discuss options. We can keep the original plan and go hard or we can cut back on the meds and avoid feeling truly terrible. My response? “I have a long and busy life to live. Let’s FUCK UP THIS CANCER.”
Bring on the terribles.
FUCK UP THE CANCER ABBY!!! YOU ARE A WARRIOR WITH AN ARMY OF LOVE AT YOUR BACK!!!! YOU GOT THIS!