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Cycle 2.




Cycle 2. It feels like I have been in this game too long already. Recovering from Cycle 2 hasn't been so bad so far in the grand scheme of things. I am fatigued more than anything. We did have some minor issues with my port and because that has happened both cycles so far they are referring me to get a 'portagram'. I am not sure exactly what this entails but hopefully nothing too strenuous. That won't be until December but I am PRAYING they call me with an earlier date because currently the date they have me on interferes with a meeting I am suppose to have at Braylee's school. Anyway... my hair falling out is really getting to me. I am trying to be so strong for my kiddos sake. But not being able to be with my staff and clients and now to be losing my hair... it feels like pieces of me are falling off. It's taking a mental tole but I am doing my best to remain positive knowing this too shall pass. I don't really have much to update but I wanted to post something. I am so thankful I got some family pictures done before my hair started coming out. Even if I never look like that again, I am thankful for the beautiful reminder of what once was. I should also take a moment to remember everything my body has fought through already in this life and I am damn proud of where I am now. I hope one day I can look at cancer in the same light. 
 
My beautiful NINE year old daughter!! 9 going on 19 for sure.

 

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