You may think that chemo would be more fun when you have a beautiful view of the lake wouldn't you? You would be wrong for thinking that. It's never fun, ever. The folks at the clinic are lovely and helpful and we're so grateful to have access to great care but honestly, we are both anxious to see this come to an end. Today was round 11. Just one more to go. In two weeks and 46 hours, it'll be done.
We will not miss the clinic, or the view of the wind farm, or the sweet and awesome nurses, the friendly admin staff or the other patients and their families. The sounds and smells of the cancer clinic, the pink parking passes, the long list of medications and doctor's appointments, I will gladly shove away into my memory somewhere.
In two weeks, and 46 hours, we will, with any luck, be able to put this all behind us. Fingers, eyes, legs, everything is crossed.
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