I’m done. I’m done with brain radiation. I’m done with getting my brain zapped every day.
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I’m walking out of this place a different person.
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This treatment has tested my strength. I’ll admit, it has tested my will to live. It has changed me in ways I didn’t want to be changed. It changed my appearance. It hurt like hell emotionally and physically.
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I am resilient. I knew I’d get through it. I knew I could. I didn’t want to do it. But it had to be done.
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There were many times I just wanted to leave and never go back but I knew I had to finish what I started.
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This fight is FAR from over. In fact, I won’t even be completely finished with this whole treatment until NEXT Christmas (2019). I am only finished with the first part of it.
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My doctor said to enjoy Thanksgiving and my birthday and then I’ll start the next two chemotherapies the first week of December.
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Today as I walked into radiation my radiation techs asked what’s on my board... I unexpectedly started crying as I showed them and explained that I have been crawling a lot over the past six weeks.
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As they put that mask over my face for the the last time, tears poured out again. I couldn’t believe I had endured all this and I was FINALLY at the finish line. It seemed as if it would never come.
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Then I walked out of there, and rang that victory bell signifying I had completed my radiation treatment. Everyone in the waiting room clapped. I cried again. A lot.
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(Side note: that chair you see, is THE CHAIR. That’s where I had THE SEIZURE on September 4th on the day I was supposed to start treatment and then was taken to the ER instead.)
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ADIOS RADIATION ONCOLOGY. SEE YOU NEVER. ✌🏻
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