My stitches are out. Yea! I have to go back and see him in 8 weeks.
I got real sad driving to radiation today. It was nice and sunny and warm out, and I realized that I’ve lost a year of my life. I don’t remember being hot in the summer or cold in the winter. This last 8 months has been nothing but a pain filled blur. And I never realized how much I liked having different seasons until today.
I thanked the radiation techs today for helping me feel good every day just by the way they are. I go to them all broken and in pieces and they joke and laugh with me like there’s nothing wrong and I usually leave with a smile on my face. I thought they needed to know that.