Thank God it's over. It has been weeks, nay months of suffering, hoping to make it to the finish line with sanity intact. And today we got there. The two Brits finally got married! Can I now please hear no more of it? Thank you.
Oh, and yes, today I had my last chemo treatment. It seemed to take longer than usual, but otherwise was just more of the same. The traffic going home was horrendous; we left the hospital at 3:30 and got home at 7:30, with an hour off to eat supper. It still took about twice as long as it should have. Next Wednesday I'll go back to Boston to meet with the chief radiologist and find out whether I'll be getting radiation. I thought it was the oncologist's call, but apparently it's her call. If I do have to get radiation it will probably be in June and I'll get it at BMC in Pittsfield. Jason described it again as an insurance policy. My last scan was very good and they're sure the chemo will end up getting all the cancer. But just in case there's something still there hiding where the scan can't spot it...
Tomorrow morning we'll go to see Jacob's soccer, his second of the Spring season but the first for us. He's getting pretty good, the result of several years in the league.
I don't think I'm going to lose any more hair, so tomorrow I'll post some before and after pictures of the noggin.
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