I was getting dressed and as I grabbed a shirt, a wave of complete sadness came over me. This happens to me sometimes and I always say it's a reminder of how far I have come. But, I still hate the feeling and am debating if I should throw this shirt out( it's so darn cute). When I came home from Boston I got rid off clothes that reminded me of treatment. I kept a few things, because I love clothes and couldn't part with them.
And, just as I was getting upset I thought about the date. I grabbed my old journal and read last years entry. It was just around this time.
March 14th 08
I am past the 1/2 way point. I finished 16 radiation treatments and 3 Chemotherapy treatments. I feel like shit! Headaches, belly pains, muscle soreness, back pain, Jimmy legs, burnt skin, dry eyes, nose, mouth...all the things they said would happen , did.
It's funny that only 2% are allergic to the Taxatere Chemo drug that they gave me. I love being part of the 2%.
I am finally catching up on my emails. All I can talk about is Boston, treatments and the weather. Oh, and my precious dogs that I miss so much.
Paul and I will stay in Boston this weekend. I don't feel like driving home.
Time fly's by very quickly. But the memories are always still there.