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me in the car with a smile on my face and a port pillow on the seatbelt

Cycle 2 begins tomorrow, and I've been reflecting on how this journey began. I'd like to share it with you all...

me, with chemo mouthpiece in my mouth, prepping for infusions

Last round, my mouth was so sore I couldn't talk or smile for days. I tried ice chips to cool my mouth with the first treatment, but it didn't work...

Remy, my cat, cuddling with my blankets in my bed

Doc says I've healed as they expected and hoped, and all restrictions from the surgery have been lifted!

the chemobile (a wagon) features in comic book style with boom and pow graphics and words that say ft the chemobile

The gifts I bring make infusions comfortable for me, and the Chemobile makes lugging all my stuff around comfortable for my spouse.

Remy, my cat, laying on top of my chest in my bed

Oncologist says my body is responding excellently so far! All is within normal expectations, so we'll continue with treatments as scheduled.

Me, sitting in the chair at the chemo infusion center on C1D1, wearing cryotherapy cloves with my port being accessed and connected to chemotherapies.

Thanks again to my incredible support system for the gifts that brought comfort during the infusions. I am lacking nothing and am so blessed.