The second to the last punch

#11 is in progress, pump comes off tomorrow morning. Then fluids for 2 days and I am free.

I feel like crap, but it helps to know that this is cancer's second to the last punch. One more, and I'm DONE!!!

Woot!

I left the infusion suite with bittersweet feelings. These nurses and doctors have become part of my family. I had my favorite infusion nurse, Mel, yesterday. I am going to miss her humor and spunk. Hopefully, I can connect through facebook with these people to stay in touch.

My visits to the U of M are far from being done...I will still have to have CT scans and bloodwork done every 2 months. I think this goes on for a year, and then the frequency is lessened to 6 months? Not sure. I will still have my chance to walk through the infusion suite and say hi to my favorite people.

I have taken to wearing scarves (mom and I made a ton of them in the beginning of my hair loss). I wore one yesterday that had a ton of metallic print on it. I figured I could sit by a sunny window and be a disco ball for the staff. It didn't work, but my efforts were appreciated. 

So, #11, you're kicking my butt, but I will get up again. We are too far into this to lay down and die. I will make it.

I WILL MAKE IT!